Give it moar drugs.
July 31, 2008
So I went to the doctor's office today to get a check up of sorts on the post-hernia state of my guts and apparently everything's fine. There's a strange 'knot' of sorts there, but he tells me that is because the space that was formerly filled with guts has now filled with fluid, and the new seal they installed is keeping it there.
I guess it will go away in time or somesuch. Which is good, 'cause I don't want to show off my newly sculpted belly button until it looks purty again. (cue pr0n music) But he tells me all is well in the world as long as I'm not in moar pain, and not leaking horrible fluids from any of the 3 holes he made in me. And I'm not, so I'm willing to call it good.
So since I was way out in mid-Omaha, I decided to run a crapton of errands that had been sort of percolating during the time I haven't been doing all that much, which entailed me getting lost on Dodge street. This is the main 'drag' in Omaha, for those of you that don't know. They recently rewired a section of it to have a sort of overpass over the regular street.
And I needed to get off on a street that used to go above Dodge but now is under it. So since the entire area was terraformed, I had no clue what I was doing and turned into 'that guy', you know, the one who seems to need to turn but doesn't bother being anywhere near where he's supposed to be to turn - it went from an offramp to a left turn. Whoops.
But luckily there weren't too many folks around to notice that. Or all the red lights I managed to run on the way from the doctor's office to Walgreens to get my refill on my painkillers. Which was probably a bad idea, what with me already driving like an idiot - while I wasn't on anything at the time, I'm sure my poor driving performance made it look like I was.
But when I got there, they asked me if, when I said to give me moar pills, if I wanted a refill on my cough syrup, too. Now this stuff is a doozy, it's just horrible tasting ooze that used to be better before they started charging for flavor at Walgreens, but it's cough syrup laced with codiene. I had some earlier in the year for pneumonia.
Yes, I really am falling apart. So what? But yeah, did I want more magic codiene juice? I simply said 'yessssss'. So yeah, now I've got pain pills (hydrocodone) plus magic cough syrup (codiene) which should be good for 'self medication', should I get one of my show stopping headaches and/or migraines. They're rare, but I still get 'em on occasion.
So this whole ordeal has its up side. Aside from not dying, That is.