Sunday morning I awoke with a stiff neck. Ugh. Swallowed two naproxen sodium and went to work, where I worked my busiest 8-hour day in six months: Production maintenance outage. Thing was, there was a line of burning pain from the base of my skull, across my shoulder, down my arm and to my elbow, which caused my hand to intermittently tingle. It was so painful, that had there been anyone else to do my work, I would've gone home. As it was, the only thing I could do was endure.
The next day I went to see the doctor who determined it was an inflamed nerve. Yes, I'm getting old. He gave me a shot of steroids and a prescription for hydrocodone (vicodin) and more steroids.. I spent the rest of the day bombed out of my mind, laying in bed watching the first season of T:SCC and apparently being very animated on the phone.
That evening a couple of hours before bed, I took two more pain pills and more steroids. It made me sick to my stomach, but alleviated the pain. Unfortunately, though I was completely wiped out by midnight, the steroids had me moving at a thousand miles an hour. I laid down and switched positions a dozen times trying to get comfortable. I remembered dreams from earlier in the week, replayed entire conversations I'd had that day in my head, critiqued projects I'd worked on that day, and daydreamed. Much later I checked the clock. No time at all had passed.
Eventually, I fell asleep. It was 0200.
This morning, I waited until I got to work to take my first round of meds, and fell into a dream.
I hope I'm 100% by Friday. The kids have school off that day, so I took off work. Going to drive to my folks and spend the day with them, leaving the kids for the weekend, then picking up my wife at work for a dinner and a movie. Sunday we're going to my folks for Easter dinner.
I don't know if time will move more slowly because of my pain, or if this entire week will pass at warp speed due to the steroids. Either way, I know one thing for sure - time for another dose!