I have been busy with a lot of stuff and nothing all at once. I'm getting behind in school because when I get home from work/school I tend to space out and doing a whole lot of nothing productive. It's stupid. I'm a little frustrated with myself at the moment.
Dentist on Monday. When he asks the expected "how are you", I am going to tell him in a frank manner, "well let's see, I've been in pain, my appointment was delayed a week, and you refused to help me out with the pain-killers, telling me that NSAIDs and acetimetophan taken together are the *same* as vicodin." I haven't decided if I am going to give him a piece of my pharmacology knowledge to clue him in on the fact that I am NOT stupid and he should not lie. If he doesn't want to dish out the meds, then straight up tell me. Don't lie.
My head hurts, and I'm tired. My body does this neat thing where after I eat (anything more than a granola bar or two), my eyes and head get heavy and I become super exhausted (I usually have to take a nap after I get home from work/school). It's annoying.
I will write more later, I have some mildly amusing things to share, such as the fact I have a "crush" on some dude and as a result I am turning into a "girl". Eekk.
Dentist on Monday. When he asks the expected "how are you", I am going to tell him in a frank manner, "well let's see, I've been in pain, my appointment was delayed a week, and you refused to help me out with the pain-killers, telling me that NSAIDs and acetimetophan taken together are the *same* as vicodin." I haven't decided if I am going to give him a piece of my pharmacology knowledge to clue him in on the fact that I am NOT stupid and he should not lie. If he doesn't want to dish out the meds, then straight up tell me. Don't lie.
My head hurts, and I'm tired. My body does this neat thing where after I eat (anything more than a granola bar or two), my eyes and head get heavy and I become super exhausted (I usually have to take a nap after I get home from work/school). It's annoying.
I will write more later, I have some mildly amusing things to share, such as the fact I have a "crush" on some dude and as a result I am turning into a "girl". Eekk.
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I went through that crap when I sprained my ankle. I couldn't walk on the damned thing, but the doctor didn't prescribe any type of restraining device, crutches or something that would make the pain go away. Tough it out, I guess. I bet they cry like little girls when they hurt.
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