Monday, January 29, 2007

My Other Senses, They’ve Come Alive!

So I spent a fair part of the weekend in a fair amount of misery. I tried to go to work on Friday, but I was a pig on roller skates there. It’s hard to do computer work when you can’t really see the screens. Plus I was all “floaty” from the lortab.

So here’s the run-down of the weekend:

Friday Afternoon: Stoned and I yelled at everyone to “pipe down for Pete’s sake on a popsicle stick, I’m trying to nap!”

Saturday Morning: Stoned again. And “will you people stop making all that racket?! You are making my eye hurt worse.”

Saturday Afternoon: Stoned and beginning to hallucinate now. Reha is officially tired of taking care of me and runs out to a funeral and left all the noisy people on the planet at our house.

Saturday Evening: Out of lortab now. Eye still kills. Got a doctor friend to spot me a ‘scrip for a few more tabs.

Saturday Night: Reha goes shopping and gets my ‘scrip filled, but could SHE JUST BE GONE A FEW MORE HOURS, PLEASE? Holy crap, woman, I’m in pain here! How long does it take to fill a lortab prescription and get bread? I’m tempted to drive to the pharmacy, but I think better of it when I trip over a laundry basket in the hallway and fall face first into a heap of dirty laundry. Note to all boys in my household: Y’all need some remedial training in T. P. usage, my friends.

Sunday Morning: Take two pills. Church has never been more enjoyable. I think I actually floated off during Sunday School.

Sunday Afternoon: Eye is officially better. Should I stop taking the pain meds now?

Monday Morning: Thinking about breaking into my stash now for staff meeting. The pills worked wonders for church, they should work just as well for Staff Meeting.

OK, seriously, I do feel better. And seriously, it did hurt pretty bad. I have hyper sensitive eyes and they begin to water at the slightest disturbance. A light breeze in my face can make me all weepy, no lie. So having a nerf dart stuck into the side of one of them kind of pushed me right over the edge. My right eye even turned red and watery with “sympathy symptoms” for my poor beleaguered left-y. And I was very light sensitive throughout the whole extravaganza. And could we find any sunglasses in the house? No, none at all, but I found that ski googles work just fine for that purpose. Just slightly odd when you drive around town with them on is all.

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