The dull throbbing in my wrist is just a gentle reminder of the pain that consumed me this morning. Short version: I got me some drugs ... I got me some GOOD drugs, man!
I am totally zonked out on some kind of pain killer/anti-inflammatory combination. No wonder they told me not to have it before having a meal! Here I am, typing away with a hand I could not brush my hair with this morning.
Which reminds me: I've discovered a couple of things today:
1) My left hand is useless ... plain useless!
2) I am unable to dress with only my left hand and need assistance with various clasps and suchlike. Super for the self-esteem.
3) One hand cannot tie long hair into a ponytail ... and neither can two perfectly good hands attached to a 40-something male, it would seem!
4) Non-prescription drugs, for all the bad publicity it gets, are undeniably useful.
So maybe, once my daze wears off, I'll even bother to read what the contra-indications are of this drug. Just wish they would translate the pamphlet into "English for idiots" too.
But for now at least, I feel gooooood!
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