I'm starting to have a new appreciation for them. I've written, ad nauseam, about my feelings on the subject, so I won't go there again.
However, I've taken more drugs in the last two weeks than I have in my entire life. Literally. I've tried to go without, and skip doses when I can, but ultimately, I've found myself having to fall back on my Norco. Yesterday, I was feeling pretty darn good when I woke up. I actually went to Sam's Club for some groceries and some things my mother needed for dinner, as we were all getting together to celebrate my daddy's birthday. I was doing fine. Right up until dinner was over...
The pain started kicking in right around dessert time. I was hoping it would just hold steady, but naturally, it didn't. It went from 0-60 in about 15 minutes. Sadly, I had to leave the party. CSJ had some Vicodin with him, that he takes for his arthritis, but I knew I had let myself go WAY past the point of no return. I took it before we left, but my parents only live about 2 minutes from me, so I was still in significant pain when I got home. All I could do was go to my room, put my pajamas on and sob. It took a good hour and half for the meds to kick in, and I was just praying I could fall asleep. Not so much.
Sometimes I think my body has the opposite reaction to things. For example, I can drink 2 espressos at my parents' house, then go home and go right to sleep. Another example would be that Vicodin normally knocks people out, but I think it woke me up. I could not fall asleep for the life of me. I was up until almost 2am. That would be fine except I was supposed to go back to work today. Guess who added to her already two-week-long break? I have GOT to go tomorrow, no matter what.
Maybe part of why I couldn't fall asleep was the fact that I couldn't decide what the hell to do about today. I knew there was no way I could work in that kind of pain, but I also knew I couldn't work with the mind-numbing nausea the Norco gives me. It was a damned if you do, damned if you don't kind of situation. Plus, Norco is a narcotic, which means I probably shouldn't be doing a whole lot of driving, right?
I'm thinking maybe part of the reason the pain came back so strongly yesterday is that yesterday was the first day I wore a bra for a whole day since my rash first started. I think I mentioned that the rash is directly under my bra line. Of course it is!! So I've been letting the girls swing in the breeze for a couple of weeks now. Well, it's actually more bounce off my knees than swing in the breeze. (Sorry, boys!) I'm just praying that the bra isn't a problem tomorrow at work. I obviously can NOT go without one, so say a prayer or something for me, will ya?
Believe it or not, I did not take even ONE picture yesterday. I had about 3 weeks of missed time with Monkey to make up for, so I was far too busy lovin' her up to take pictures.