Still partying - 16 hours later
Posted on November 14, 2007
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I am giving myself permission to accomplish nothing today. I took two caplets of cold medication last night, slept like a rock and woke to find that I can barely control my limbs. My thoughts sort of meander and weave. My heart races and sputters to a stop and races again. My hands tremble. My mouth tastes like an ashtray. Not to put too fine a point on it, but I’m a mess.
Seriously, the FDA should really think about taking that stuff off the shelves. While it really clears out the old nasal passages, it also packs a pretty mean narcotic punch. Who knew I was such a cheap date? Two capsules of Tylenol PM and I’m still partying - 16 hours later.
So, seeing as I am having difficulty forming a coherent thought, my hands cannot manipulate basic utensils like car keys or forks
and I just found the cantaloupe I very carefully cut up for after school snacks in the cabinet next to the peanut butter, I think I’ll remain sedentary and unambitious. It will feel alien, my feet up and the dog running circles around the living room. She will be worried about me. I never, ever let behind hit couch during a normal day. But this day is, decidedly not normal. It reminds me of the time my doctor prescribed some medication to help control my stomach issues and I spent whole weeks doing simple tasks like making the bed or folding laundry. I’d sort of drift off, my hands working away at the pillow shams with little to no effect. I’d drift back into consciousness and ask myself, “Are you still making the bed? It’s been about an hour.”
I didn’t stay on that stuff too long and I, likewise, I won’t be taking Tylenol Pm again anytime soon. but, right now, I think I’ll sit back and enjoy the ride.
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