So today I began cleaning and reorganizing my bedroom closet. It all started when I was looking for a wireless adapter to put on Momma Clydie's computer, and it turned into an all out organization/cleaning-fest. I cleared out several things to be stored in the attic, got Brian to go through a few boxes of his stuff, and am rearranging the stuff on the closet shelves and floor.
I know, I live such an exciting life, right?! LOL
Remind me to never take Tramadol again. I took a second one Thursday night right before bed, as the pain was returning and I didn't want to be up all night in pain. Woke up when Brian came to bed around 2 and was kinda swimmy-headed feeling, and the heating pad just wasn't cutting the discomfort. I wasn't in complete agony, in fact it was more of a nuisance pain (maybe a 5 on a 1-10 scale), and I just couldn't get comfortable.
The reason to never take Tramadol again? I was DRUNK from it when I first woke up Friday morning. And talk about nauseated!!! It was TERRIBLE!!! I seriously considered not going to work, but I had things to do and I sucked it up and went on in. Almost had to make an emergency stop on the side of the road to barf, but worked my way through it. I never did get sick, but damn, I wish I had to just get that poison out of my system.
Most of the weekend, I've had that mild discomfort, on the left side this time. I think I'm going to call my doctor tomorrow and see if they want to see me, or what. I can't go through another period like this, as it has made me absolutely miserable. I have been so whiny all weekend, but have kept busy through a good bit of it. Went to see Meme yesterday, bought some veggies at the farmer's market, cooked dinner last night, and today the closet.
I guess my call to the doctor will start the ball rolling for those tough decisions I'll be having to make. I hope that whatever decision I come to, I will not come to regret.
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