I think I've finally seen the light...and it's called 2 Fentanyl patches...(pAin killerS). I'm filled to the rim with fluid and I finally broke through the pain barrier today...only took a week. I always begin with Advil...if that's not cuttin' it...I request something stronger. Hydrocodone came 1st...which I don't understand how anybody gets addicted to those things...they make you feel like shit in the pit of your bowel and then it locks the door on ya...then you have to take something else to fix that problem. There are not many worse feelings then being as bloated as an engorged tick...weighing more than most...and then lodging a huge rock into my gut. It's actually one incredibly uncomfortable situation.
Next was Darvocet...briefly...my moaning got me an upgrade pretty quick. (Moaning. What does it bring to the table when you're in pain?) I don't know but I sure do it a lot...it did get me my patches...which are good for 72 hours instead of horse pills every 4 to 6...that alone is a gift to the belly. It's definitely helped cut through the kajillion stomach crunches feeling. I swear deep under all this lovin' I must have washboard abs somewhere in there by now!
Monday I see Dr. D...we'll get something figured out...I've paid my dues this past week...I want to be drained damnit!
For today...I'm alive again...just writing it out.
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