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Apr. 18th, 2007 12:44 amI really wasn't going to eat any of this ice cream today. I swear. It's the cough's fault.
I innocently crawled in bed a half hour ago. 10 minutes later the godforsaken-cough-that-refuses-to-die showed up. So, I finally got up to take my oh-so-no-delicious codeine cough syrup. Which I need to eat with so that I don't get sick. Since my stomach was already in pain today, figured I shouldn't risk it. I started off with pretzels, not so bad. But, since it's that time of the month, the salt made me need sugar.
And now, here we are.
Fucking cough.
ETA: I really shouldn't read the information that comes along with prescriptions. I'm on another 5 day course of prednisone under some theory that it may help get rid of whatever's stuck in my lungs/chest. May increase the risk of stomach bleeding. Fabulous. My poor system . . . between the prednisone, the codiene, the steroidal inhaler, protonix, zoloft, the hormones, and Allegra-D . . . it must be so damn confused.
ETA2: Back to bed, having a serious amount of guilt for finishing off that pint of ice cream. No doubt looking in the mirror tomorrow morning will not be a pleasant experience. *sigh*
I innocently crawled in bed a half hour ago. 10 minutes later the godforsaken-cough-that-refuses-to-die showed up. So, I finally got up to take my oh-so-no-delicious codeine cough syrup. Which I need to eat with so that I don't get sick. Since my stomach was already in pain today, figured I shouldn't risk it. I started off with pretzels, not so bad. But, since it's that time of the month, the salt made me need sugar.
And now, here we are.
Fucking cough.
ETA: I really shouldn't read the information that comes along with prescriptions. I'm on another 5 day course of prednisone under some theory that it may help get rid of whatever's stuck in my lungs/chest. May increase the risk of stomach bleeding. Fabulous. My poor system . . . between the prednisone, the codiene, the steroidal inhaler, protonix, zoloft, the hormones, and Allegra-D . . . it must be so damn confused.
ETA2: Back to bed, having a serious amount of guilt for finishing off that pint of ice cream. No doubt looking in the mirror tomorrow morning will not be a pleasant experience. *sigh*