Med Woes

Inter­est­ing — Oper­a­tion Beta Wave.

I like this RSS feed and I want more peo­ple to read it so it does­n’t cost so many points, so I’m gonna pimp it: kissliv­ing.

I was too lazy to actu­al­ly cook some­thing for break­fast, but I had to have food before I could have my meds, so I ate a cin­na­mon swirl sam­bear brought home from Hard­ee’s yes­ter­day. I think I’m going to be sick. I’m not big on sweet things for break­fast. I’m not big on fast food. The thing was way too big and even after just half of it I feel gross. Ewww. Yes, lazi­ness is Bad.

It might not just be because of what I ate, though. Any time I don’t get enough sleep, I’m nau­se­at­ed until I get caught up. I haven’t had enough sleep in, um, four or five days? Par­tial­ly because of pain lev­els, and par­tial­ly because I’m out of my sleep­y­time meds. 

Fri­day we went to pick up some sam­ples from the doc­tor’s office because the RX peo­ple did­n’t have any and we’re wait­ing for a ship­ment. They stick all sam­ples in brown paper bags with the patien­t’s name and the name of the med­ica­tion writ­ten on the out­side. I trust­ed the nurse, who is gen­er­al­ly quite clue­ful, to have put the right med­ica­tion in the bag. 

We got home and it was­n’t the right thing—it was anoth­er med with a name that has the same first three let­ters as my med­i­cine. In fact, it is a med­ica­tion that I have had a very bad reac­tion to in the past. So it’s a good thing that Sam and I were both pay­ing atten­tion and I did­n’t just take it on autopi­lot (don’t laugh—it would have been easy to do so, and I know some peo­ple would have). 

So I’m wait­ing for their office to open tomor­row and then we’ll have to go all the way to Snel­lville again to get some. I don’t want to dri­ve that far yet again (40+ miles), and we have to be there on Tues­day any­way, so I think I’ll just wait. So I’ll have to deal with nau­sea ’til Wednes­day, at least. Of course, less sleep means more pain, and more pain means less sleep. Chicken/egg situation.