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So our little housewarming went really well. I'm sorry to have missed the folks who couldn't come, but had a great time with those who could.



So I did a really, really stupid thing. I let the prescription on my painkiller lapse before I called to refill it. I've been without my hydrocodone since late Thursday night. In order to function in the very least, I did something that you're not supposed to do: I am using leftover pain meds from someone else, of a different kind. I should have my prescription filled by tomorrow, I'm hoping. I googled the stuff I'm "borrowing" to make sure it wasn't going to disagree with my other medication, and while its not nearly as good as my other stuff (which wasn't nearly as good as the oxycodone that they took me off of- that stuff has a really high risk of addiction, plus it made me really stupid), it seems to help a little. Its important to note- at least for myself- that I've actually been in more pain all week than I have in a long time. Bad start.


The other thing that is going on, that is getting really worrisome,is problems with my stomach. I actually don't know exactly when it started. I know I was fine on the 4th, which was Tuesday, to go to sleepykins and histrogeek's place to eat charred animal flesh. I think I was fine on Monday. So it must have started sometime Wednesday night, or Thursday. On and off, my stomach has been really nauseated, and my intestines have been increasingly unhappy. We're probably getting into the TMI area now, but- sorry. As I've said, its been on and off, but today (yesterday?) (Saturday) it was bad pretty much all day. I don't know if its pain related, or med related, or if I've slowly come down with a bug. But last night as we awaited for our guests to arrive, I was feeling uber lousy. I nursed a Coca-Cola, which I usually don't drink, to try to get it to settle. It settled enough to have a good time for several hours, and I laughed and played Apples to Apples and talked to folks and had fun. But I didn't eat. Until the very end, when I decided I should try to eat the Lean Cuisine dinner that I'd heated up well before the party but abandoned due to nausea. And that was a bad idea. It quite literally feels that everything that goes into me goes directly through me, stopping at my stomach first to make it feel really awful. Its important to note that this started before I ran out of my hydrocodone, so I am not blaming drug withdrawl or the temporary emergency backup painkillers.


So between the pain and the stomach issues, I'm an increasingly unhappy camper. I did sleep for a couple hours, but woke to find myself... well, lets just say I'm spending a lot of time in the bathroom. I'm extremely worried about getting dehydrated, which I'm usually worried about anyway, because I know I don't stay as hydrated as my doctors warn me to. But on top of that, liquids are not settling well in my stomach at all. Orange juice tasted really good right before I went to bed, but now makes me queasy. I almost contemplated a trip to the ER last night for about fifteen minutes. Only because what passes for my "primary care physician" is on West side, and at the ER they'd have the painkillers I would need, the way to make my stomach stop being nasty, and liquids to hyrdate me. Plus, I'd gotten a letter from Rush about a month ago telling me that "due to [my] income level and family size [I] am being granted a 100% discount on the hospital visit and stay, which is also good for all ER visits and hospital stays for the next twelve months". Cool, eh? Must be those twelve starving children I have at home. Or, it could be the "simple living" Stipend I get from CPT. Either way.


So raise your hand if you're willing to drive me to Rush tomorrow if I need to. I'm getting extremely worried about this stomach issue- and lets just say thank God that I haven't thrown up yet, because I believe that would be extremely painful- especially on being dehydrated. But the pain is also getting to the "unbearable" level, and between the two, I'm extremely unhappy.

Any advice? I spent ten minutes sitting on my bed crying before I made this post. I don't know what to do, and desperately feel the need to have someone come in and just take care of it all.


My life just seems to keep degenerating.

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Going back to the ER.

Doctor on call is apparently working from home, doesn't have access to my records, and can't verify that I am prescribed such medication for pain. Therefore, my choices are to go today into the ER, or wait until 8 a.m. tomorrow and call someone at the doctor's office who does have access to my charts.

Guess which one I thought was the wiser course.

pheret1 you can call polyfrog for details, if you're reading this. Otherwise I'll have him call you later today to update you.

Any other queries can also be sent to polyfrog if they're urgent, but otherwise I'll update when I get home. Don't innundate us, because you can't get cell phone service in the examining rooms anyway.

Now to wake a housemate and tell them what's going on.



Ugh.

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Okay, update:


Got to the ER. Basically, they gave me something to control the nausea, then when that was somewhat under control , two tablets of the painkiller I've been on for months anyway. Then sent me home with a prescription for enough painkillers to last a couple days until the other prescription comes through.

I kinda felt sorta dismissed during my entire visit. And all of this was after the triage nurse basically accused me of selling off my pills or taking too many at a time and that's why I came up short. My good buddy Lori, who is studying nursing at Rush, and was kind enough to wake out of a groggy sleep to give me phone advice at 7:30 this morning, was pretty certain they'd give me something for the withdrawl symptoms (presumably something more than something that controls the nausea), treat me for dehydration, and hook me up with something powerful to control the pain. All of that, obviously, was not necessary.

I am busy self-hydrating with PowerAde (I don't like Gatorade), although for future notice, I will, at iniswitryn's advice use Pedialyte, for the whole electrolyte issue. Since its been over an hour since I had those two pain tablets and my pain level is still around 7 or 8, I am taking two more. I'm still not certain that the stomach/intestinal issues are solved, but I haven't tossed the pills back up, and the PowerAde seems to be settling decently. I got an ice cream while we were waiting at Walgreens, because my stomach was feeling okay enough for that, and frankly- I thought I deserved it, even though I didn't get a shot or anything traumatic like that.

Although this time I brought my teddy bear with me, just to be prepared. I left him in the car and figured I'd send Erik out for him just in case there was a situation that warranted it, like getting admitted, or some sort of traumatic treatment that would need the assistance of my good buddy, Theodore E.

Now, I am going to attempt to get some sleep, since I haven't slept much in the last couple days, party due to lots of pain, partly due to withdrawl, I'm sure. And after that much Norco in my system plus the sleeping pill I'm about to take, I should surface around 7 or 8 tonight. Although after downing a quart of energy drink, I'm sure I'll have to pee every twenty minutes.


To do list:

- Call someone for a ride to the chiropractor's tomorrow
- Call counselor about referral to chronic pain counselor



*thud*



today's posts have been brought to you by the letters T, M and I!

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(Click here to post your own answers for this meme.)

✓ I miss somebody right now.  (Many. My loved ones live far and wide. And I miss someone its probably not appropriate to miss.)	✓ I don't watch much TV these days.	✓ I own lots of books.  (Our house= conglomeration of the books of five people=yummy)
✓ I wear glasses or contact lenses.	× I love to play video games.	✓ I've tried marijuana.  (Considering it from time to time these days for pain relief, too)
✓ I've watched porn movies.	× I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.  (Um... not thatI know of?)	✓ I believe honesty is usually the best policy.
✓ I curse sometimes.  (I don't mean to, but my mouth is naturally that of a sailor. Or a trucker. Pick your own analogy.)	✓ I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.  (I like me! I really, really like me!)	× I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.  (Yes, you know, just in case of that prison riot....)

( it goes on... )

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Awake for a couple hours now. Feeling extremely queasy again, and have a whopping fucking headache. Pain is lessened slightly. Not the "tolerable" level where its been hanging for awhile, but certainly better than earlier.


A little bit of stupidity has never before in my life hurt this much.