my sister thought I was dying today because I had to take Benadryl on top of my narcotic painkiller for the itching it causes
so she called me and I kept trailing off and eventually fell asleep
and she told them to run home from work and get to me ASAP
and they found me asleep at a very odd angle breathing very shallow breaths (I looked dead, I assume)
but I am alive
just stoned out of my mind on Dilaudid waiting for the surgery that was put off until Thursday due to weather here in Virginia
and my mother is about to help me with an oatmeal bath to soothe my itching and to make sure I don’t drown in there
she hates that I don’t shave a thing
feminist 4 life
hairy makeup lover right here
but I wax my face at least
but my mom and dad have been so caring and nice and patient with me while I have been super stoned on these drugs (just for pain, I promise). I have been so spoiled by them since I’ve been home. they keep handing me ice cream and mac and cheese and drugs and gatorade.
when the surgery is done and the pain is gone I’m going to take the painkiller back to the pharmacy so I don’t abuse it
and then I’ll go to AA with my sober friend who already goes to AA. so I don’t try to chase the painkiller feeling with alcohol
because sober clarity is good
and I’m almost at 6 months!
thank you all for being so kind about my little dental emergency
these damn impacted wisdom teeth causing infections and pain deep, deep in my skull.
I can’t really handle reading on these drugs very well so I’ll get back to all of you as soon as I am able. I miss reading all of your great blogs. Take care!