I dont know how i have been able to hold it up. Sometimes when i think about it. I am pretty tempted to pat myself on the back and congratulate me on a job well done.
Back to dramatics.
On Monday. Or technically Tuesday Morning. The pain, the muscle spasms that were keeping me awake left me seated on my toilet crying my eyes swollen. Literally. After i was done crying, I took a good hard look at how my eyes that were close to being swollen shut. I decided there and then perhaps at 5 in the morning, it wasn’t such a good idea to haul myself to the Emergency Room. That and the pain brought upon by them spasms made it quite clear it wasn’t safe to drive.
No, I m not as dramatic as to calling 995.
by 6am… 2 extra doses of pain killers later. I passed out exhausted from the crying and maybe it was the tramadol + pacofen cocktail. but Who’s keeping tabs.
It was an early 830am when it seems that the drugs have already gotten out of my system and wincing from pain again. Off to the hospital I went. 3 hrs , more pain killers and a new appointment to see the specialist later. I was driving home desperately controlling the spasms so i wont hit anyone on the highway. I wish I did. So then they’d have to admit me and get the specialist to see me pronto. Life would have been much better.
I have since taken residence on my couch. Drifting in and out of consciousness. I kept to the drug cocktail. None for cure. ALL for the pain only. Nice. Day 4. Aches still lurking. Better control of spasms. (thou im pretty sure its just because the drugs are still lurking in the system) Im no better.
So how did i make it work ?
If you have no go-to person. Nobody you can call to bring to the ER at 5am in the morning….
Be your go-to person.
Cry your eyes out hidden from the world.
Wake up and sort yourself out.
=)