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Last night I was dreaming that I got a puffy package (the padded yellow evelopes) from my pain clinic doctors. Their names were on it, their names were on the items inside. One was a...now that I think of it, one of those giant-sized altoid tins FILLED with pain meds. Then there were these packs of red pills, capsules, not like sudafed, that I was going to take anyway without knowing what they were.
Surprisingly, or maybe not so surprisingly, today is a much better pain day. Maybe my brain was telling me that things are going to be better when you wake up. Again, we'll see how it goes.
Surprisingly, or maybe not so surprisingly, today is a much better pain day. Maybe my brain was telling me that things are going to be better when you wake up. Again, we'll see how it goes.