Day 4

Had to spend the night in the recliner downstairs. Way too much pain to lie down. Mother came over in the A.M. to help me get the kids ready for school. Pain meds just are not working. I call the doctor's office to request something stronger. I get Darvon. It is Darvocet without the Tylenol. Okay. I will try it. I got my period today. I haven't had a menstrual cycle in, like, four years. For a reason! It sucks. Explains the bitchy,whiny, person I was last week. I pick up my new pain prescription and take one. It doesn't do anything. I take another one and some Vicodin. Still not working. I take another one and maybe another Vicodin. Still not working but I am all fucked up. I can feel my heart racing and my mind swimming. Great. I just OD'ed myself and I am still in pain. Why didn't anyone tell me it was going to be this painful? I watched shows like Big Medicine and all of the patients are cheerful and complementary and are not writhing in pain and crying. I feel like I have been lead a line of shit. I was told of aaaaaalllllllll the other complications, every single one of them, but nothing NOTHING prepared me for the pain I am feeling. Incredible.