I spent several hours on the sofa this morning, propped up on two pillows, under a blanket, with Sasha on my lap and Kona next to me, watching the Price is Right and Martha Stewart, while kind of passing out.
I love you, percoset.
But seriously this pain thing is getting old. Yes, I know I had surgery only six days ago. Really really looking forward to feeling normal and energetic again. Being able to run around with my dog, stuff like that.
The doctor told me I would miss a week of work, I don’t know why I didn’t believe her, but turns out she was right.
I missed just over a week. Percoset is nice for most folks (I can’t feel it, they put me on dilaudid, which is what they were using in the hospital, albeit over IV).
Keep your dosing regular instead of doubling up if you feel a little more pain. When painkiller are wokring the way they are supposed to, it should take the edge off, not make it completely go away. When you hit that point, alwasy wanting to feel nothing, its a little hard to stop.
Welcome to opiates. Feeling new material to write in your book?