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Posted on 2009.04.07 at 11:15
Current Location: 75070
Current Music: Delerium - Karma / Shpongle - Nothing Lasts...But Nothing Is Lost

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!


texas_tangent at 2009-04-07 17:42 (UTC) (Link)
There are two or three times in my life that I had to take steroids. When I do take them I feel like these lyrics to Brain Stew by Greenday

I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind

On my own... here we go

My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
fucked up and spun out in my room

On my own... here we go

My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My sense's dulled
Passed the point of delerium

On my own... here we go

My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
fucked up and spun out in my room

On my own... here we go

I hope your nerves start to feel better soon.
ehowton at 2009-04-07 20:19 (UTC) (Link)
Yes! That exactly! Ugh.
texas_tangent at 2009-04-07 21:06 (UTC) (Link)
I know you abhor lyrics in songs so that is what you are friends with me for. To remind you of what your theme song should be if you listened to songs with lyrics.

I just had a thought though. When you listen to wordless songs do you sometimes feel like you could write lyrics to the song or are you merely listening and enjoying the harmonys?

ehowton at 2009-04-07 21:51 (UTC) (Link)
When I'm driving, I can listen to lyrical songs because I don't have to concentrate. But every other aspect of my life requires deep concentration which is why I require something far less distracting. Besides, I'm not nearly creative enough to write lyrics for music. I'll stick to my poems ;)
Melancthe the Woe, So-Called
melancthe at 2009-04-07 21:26 (UTC) (Link)
Feel better soon. Don't make me haul out my cleavage.
ehowton at 2009-04-07 21:52 (UTC) (Link)
I'm suddenly feeling a relapse coming on.
thesweetestnote at 2009-04-08 14:42 (UTC) (Link)
Vicodin good... ah! there I go again... I'm such a junkie. Tread cautiously.
ehowton at 2009-04-08 15:46 (UTC) (Link)
It totally sucks. The vicodin does almost nothing.
thesweetestnote at 2009-04-09 15:16 (UTC) (Link)
Really??? Try two or three. Heh... I made it up to four at one point.

Broken hand + maniacal orthopedic specialist + patient with addictive personality = Elvis wannabe.

I asked him for a refill for the stuff. He turned, looked at me with the same face as your Doc avatar... then smiled and says... "Oh! you want some more!?" He was a retired army doc. Even in my addiction I was like WTF? somebody report this dude. But it sure as hell wasn't gonna be me ;P

Edited at 2009-04-09 03:19 pm (UTC)
ehowton at 2009-04-09 15:30 (UTC) (Link)
I took two when I got home yesterday, laid down and started watching the tele. Toward the end of the show, I found it odd that I could only make out the bottom three-quarters of the screen. A little later, I could only see the bottom half. It really started to freak me out. When the credits rolled I could only see the bottom quarter of the television. It dawned on me that my eyes were slowly and involuntarily closing, but before I could do anything about it, I slipped into a dream.

Very refreshing when I finally awoke!
thesweetestnote at 2009-04-09 16:00 (UTC) (Link)
Vicodin gave me that "whoa" feeling. I could stay awake to trip on it's effects.

However, Tylenol #3 was a beast. They gave me that for wisdom tooth extraction. I felt like I was on another dimension. And nothing has ever came quite close to that. It was so wonderful I fear it. If I need a pain killer I ask them NOT to give me Tylenol #3
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