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Big, bad Chinese Mama
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Friday, June 04, 2004
Drugs
I had a really rough night, was having trouble sleeping and breathing, freaked and thought I'd taken too much codeine. After "pain management" discussion w/ one of my two podiatrists early this a.m., he decided I wasn't taking enough of the crap. On his advice, am now keeping a "pain med journal", which is actually a good idea when you're so high you can't remember the last time you dosed yourself. I'm also forgoing this antihystamine/anti-psychotic crap they prescribed called hydroxyzine. I don't like it. It was giving me mild hallucinations ... course that might just have been the Percocet putting it's heroin/opiate spin on reality. And, on surgeons advice, am also using an ol' standby, Ibuprofen. Yep, the ol' pharmed, beefed-up version of aspirin. Aside from the growing holes in my stomach, it's doin' wonders for the swelling and seems to have stopped the muscle spasms. Fucking muscle spasms! Fuck, fuck those HURT! Nothing like the main dorsal nerve on my foot misfiring in the middle of the nite to bring me up out of a dead sleep and attach me to the ceiling. I can't believe Matthew Perry or any of those other twits ever got addicted to codeine or did as much as they CLAIM they did. I do one tab and I'm so wasted I can barely use the phone ... -- The Gimp
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