March 05, 2007

Threw my back out yesterday when I put my leg up on the tub to shave it during my shower (hysterical blindness, anyone?)

Two words:

Vicodin

Oh. That's one word. Kids. Drugs are dangerous.

I spent most of yesterday on the couch, watching movies, getting up to do a little something around the house, having my back muscles clench up, spending more time on the couch.

When it was time for bed I remembered that I just might have a bottle of vicodin in the closet that I'd gotten when I got surgery on my boob in 2004 and never used.

Hallelujah!

I took one of those puppies and lay down to wait for the thrill of it all.

Let me tell you kids something, when I had my surgery I refused to take a pain pill because I already felt crappy enough with my boob all bandaged. But last night, that pain pill was nothing but my best friend.

You just remember I said that when I am updating from the Betty Ford Clinic.

Today I plan to take one more vicodin and then just deal with any residual pain left over.

Frickin' back.

At least I'm getting some good movie-watching time. Today's choices are all Foreign Films...Amelie, Bread & Tulips. If the vicodin will let me read the subtitles.

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