... or Bad Day, Part 2.
My family doctor had changed my pain medication, one pill every 12 hours. One wasn’t doing it for me, so rather foolishly, at 3:30 Thursday morning I took 2. When I got up in the morning, I felt a little woozy, but nothing horrible. Got up, had breakfast. Then went to lie back down in bed. Cliff came to get me up a while later, and when I tried, I fell over, hitting my jaw on the night stand. Cliff took me into emergency, where they stitched me up -- 6 stitches -- and suggested I take only one of the morphine tablets at a time. Which I have been doing, but I'm still feeling a bit fuzzy headed. Not as bad as yesterday, but Cliff has been picking me up.
Seems that the pain medication lowers my blood pressure - quite a bit. My jaw doesn't hurt, but it's a bit swollen. I get the stitches out in 5-7 days.
So I’ve been holding to one pain pill. I’m still a bit muzzy-headed, but not as bad as yesterday.
(I wrote the above about two hours ago. Since then I've watched a Netflix movie - The Railway Children - which I thoroughly enjoyed, and I'm feeling better.)
Oh, let’s get to something a bit more upbeat --
Presumably these are actual comments made by Police Officers taken off police car videos around the country:
"No sir, we don't have quotas anymore. We used to, but now we're allowed to write as many tickets as we can."
"I'm glad to hear that the Chief (of Police) is a personal friend of yours. So you know someone who can post your bail."
"You didn't think we give pretty women tickets? You're right, we don't.. Sign here."
A lesson was learned:don't do that again. Hope the weekend is better.
ReplyDeletemy goodness, that really was a bad day. have a restful weekend.
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