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Staying up all night: boy, am I tired!
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Last week, my doctor decided to change the prescription for my daily meds. No big deal, really. My new meds are exactly like the old ones. In fact, the only reason he changed it was because the new kind is cheaper. (My doc's a nice guy. :)
Anyway, last Friday, I got the new prescription filled. Thing was, the new pills came in milligrams double my old ones. So the doc said to be sure to split them and just take half. (I'm sure some of you who take meds regularly have had to do that sometimes). And yesterday morning, my old pills ran out so I took one of my new ones. However, I forgot to split the pill...
Anyway, later, during lunch, one of the analysts, a nice girl from Thailand who seemed to have taken a shine to me, shared a bit of her lunch. It was a wonderful Thai green curry chicken dish, with peppers, coconut milk and bits of lemongrass, and I had a couple of big spoonfuls. But either the coconut milk or the spices (or both) got to me, and I had to go to the bathroom.
When I got home later that night, I had to go to the bathroom a couple more times again. Aside from that, I had a headache and a somewhat metallic taste in my mouth. I called up the doctor and, from his questions, I realized the booboo I made with my pill.
He said that it could actually just be the curry, OR it could be the pill, but it was just my maintenance hormone medication so he wasn't that worried. Still, to be sure, just to be on the safe side, he asked me (if I could) to not go to sleep right away. And to drink a lot of fluids (goin to the bathroom too many times can dehydrate).
Anyway, I told one of the BCTS chatroom gals, so she kept me company via the chatroom and helped keep me awake. I therefore had someone to chat with via my computer up to around 2:30AM. Thanks to her, I was able to keep awake.
Thanks, Pip. Really appreciate it.
My only problem this morning is to not fall asleep on my keyboard. My boss wouldn't like that...
Now, I gotta stop all this blogging foolishness and get back to work. But, first, better get me a cup of coffee.
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Comments
Did that on purpose a couple times.
It made me PMS'y and all emotional, and I cried buckets, and yeah, I shouldn't do that...
Gwen
I have a somewhat similar situation, ...
... except I asked the doc to prescribe a double dose pill, because I have to pay for my own. The double dose is only 8% or than the smaller dose, and it is an easy to cut pill.
The pill not being on insurance, I can also get 100 at a time, instead of 30, saving more$.
So first thing when I open the bottle, is cut ALL of them in half, before filling my 28 day divided pill box. That way I do not have to worry about your problem. (It is actually a 7 day, four times a day box, but it works just fine as a 28 day box.
Of course, it takes quite a bit of time to fill 28 compartments with 8 pills. But I'm lazy,* and I can take them all at the same time.)
It’s not given to anyone to have no regrets; only to decide, through the choices we make, which regrets we’ll have,
David Weber – In Fury Born
Holly
* Lazy people are the ones who will spend hours figuring out how to save a few minutes.
(Can't remember who is credited with that one. ) Of course, in cases like this, the hours are only spent once, and over time, the minutes add up to a substantial amount.
It's nice to be important, but it's more important to be nice.
Holly