I've Set Aside This Special Time For My Own Stupidity....
Well, I've transcended into the retarded zone again....
I've recently made such a stupid mistake that I need to tell everyone how big of an idiot I can be.
This past weekend I went to Maryland to help my cousin paint his condo. While there my rapidly deteriorating back bottom tooth was killing me. It got so bad that it swelled up and was painful for me to even move my jaw at all.
My cousin Corey apparently recently had the same problem and had some pills left over.
I know that some of you are already groaning internally, seeing the obvious conclusion of this story.
He gave me the last 5 or six of the pills. Now, I'm usually the cautious type and don't take anything without checking it out, but I had so much pain that I didn't even think of it. So before work monday I took one of them. Towards the end of the work day I couldn't figure out why my hands and feet were killing me, felt like they were burning, and killed to move. I returned home and thought about it, then it hit me. I checked the name of the pills, Amoxocillin. This probably doesn't sound bad to anyone if they don't know a special fact about me. I'm one of those special beings that's allergic to plain old penicillin. Amoxocillin is, as you probably already guessed, a more powerful form of penicillin.
Go me! I was out of work yesterday, delirious and feverish, but I'm better now and felling ever so giddy about my lapse in judgement.
I've recently made such a stupid mistake that I need to tell everyone how big of an idiot I can be.
This past weekend I went to Maryland to help my cousin paint his condo. While there my rapidly deteriorating back bottom tooth was killing me. It got so bad that it swelled up and was painful for me to even move my jaw at all.
My cousin Corey apparently recently had the same problem and had some pills left over.
I know that some of you are already groaning internally, seeing the obvious conclusion of this story.
He gave me the last 5 or six of the pills. Now, I'm usually the cautious type and don't take anything without checking it out, but I had so much pain that I didn't even think of it. So before work monday I took one of them. Towards the end of the work day I couldn't figure out why my hands and feet were killing me, felt like they were burning, and killed to move. I returned home and thought about it, then it hit me. I checked the name of the pills, Amoxocillin. This probably doesn't sound bad to anyone if they don't know a special fact about me. I'm one of those special beings that's allergic to plain old penicillin. Amoxocillin is, as you probably already guessed, a more powerful form of penicillin.
Go me! I was out of work yesterday, delirious and feverish, but I'm better now and felling ever so giddy about my lapse in judgement.