When It Rains, It Rains
Things are finally looking up-ish!
I woke up at 3 a.m. this morning, convinced that the end of the world was upon us and that the very minions of evil were spawning from my mouth. A few minutes of writhing and wailing in agony was enough to convince Mutti that I needed another Percoset.....that, along with some numbing cold and then a heat pack wrapped in a towel, made me nice and dizzy and I fell asleep again. I haven't taken a Percoset since then, but let me tell you, they are wonderful. Mutti hates having them in the house - I've only taken four out of the thirty, and yesterday she called me a druggie when I referred to it as "dessert." She refuses to let me have any more because she thinks I'll get addicted; apparrently right now I'm only "dependent," so we must stop the madness before it begins, if that makes sense. They really are lovely, though. Not nearly as nice as the straight-to-the-bloodstream intravenous variety, but still really nice. I can see why people pay $100 a pill for them on the street.....and why my grandmother asked me not to throw them out when I'm done.
I go back to work tomorrow, 5 - 8. Hopefully the swelling will go down some more by then. Like I said, it's really not too bad, but I daresay it's unattractive.
Okay, off to fetch some ice before I a-splode.
~*Peace*~
--Kristin--
I woke up at 3 a.m. this morning, convinced that the end of the world was upon us and that the very minions of evil were spawning from my mouth. A few minutes of writhing and wailing in agony was enough to convince Mutti that I needed another Percoset.....that, along with some numbing cold and then a heat pack wrapped in a towel, made me nice and dizzy and I fell asleep again. I haven't taken a Percoset since then, but let me tell you, they are wonderful. Mutti hates having them in the house - I've only taken four out of the thirty, and yesterday she called me a druggie when I referred to it as "dessert." She refuses to let me have any more because she thinks I'll get addicted; apparrently right now I'm only "dependent," so we must stop the madness before it begins, if that makes sense. They really are lovely, though. Not nearly as nice as the straight-to-the-bloodstream intravenous variety, but still really nice. I can see why people pay $100 a pill for them on the street.....and why my grandmother asked me not to throw them out when I'm done.
I go back to work tomorrow, 5 - 8. Hopefully the swelling will go down some more by then. Like I said, it's really not too bad, but I daresay it's unattractive.
Okay, off to fetch some ice before I a-splode.
~*Peace*~
--Kristin--