Tuesday, August 10, 2004

I do not like Vicodin. Oh, pardon me, I'm not on Vicodin, I'm on Vicoprofen—Vicodin with ibuprofen added.

I guess I didn't notice how it affected me until I came back to work. Laying on the couch or in bed at home, I just felt drowsy. Sitting up in front of my computer, trying to get work done, the situation is completely different.

I haven't even been taking much of the stuff—by the middle of the day, most of the pain is gone. Most of the pain seems to be muscle stiffness, so that makes sense: as my body warms up, and as I use my jaw, the soreness starts to ease. But today, around 3:00, I felt an ache in the jawbone and I could tell it wanted to move up the side of my head, into my ear and behind my eye, and down into my neck and shoulder. So I took another pain pill—eight hours after the first one I took today.

An hour and a half later, the pain is gone and I feel horrible. I am so lightheaded, my eyes are swimming, when I talk, my voice echoes in my ear canal, and I can't concentrate. It's taken me three times as long as it should to write this post because I keep hitting the wrong keys and having to delete and retype; I also am having trouble forming my thoughts into sentences.

I just don't understand how anyone could become addicted to this stuff! I feel so wretched, I can't imagine what taking more would do to me.

At least my sockets don't hurt. But now I have to worry about driving home.
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