• I got sent home from work today. Too drugged to function. The Hydrocodone made me feel nauseous, slow, and a little seasick. My arms and legs even feel a little funny. I thought I could make it, but it wasn’t happening. I can’t do without the drugs yet. The pain is intense. One co-worker said I was slurring my words. So that’s fun. My co-worker brought me home due to the whole “hydro-high”.
• I had a trippy dream last night: I dreamt I was part of the Spice Girls reunion Tour, (I was Sporty Spice) and we performed this song called “Move, Move, Move” (I should totally write that someday!). After our performance, John Tesh made fun of me because I’m a bad dancer. Huh. Wonder what I’ll dream about tonight? Narcotics-fueled dreams FTW!
• I took a pain pill at 10:45pm last night. I woke up at 4:30 with pain, but didn’t want to take another and not be able to get up and run or work, so I took Tylenol. That worked. I ran 2 miles (they sucked) and I felt ok.
• Fast-forward to my shower after the run where INTENSE pain in my jaw hit like lightning. It was bad. I nearly cried. My mother the nurse told me its easier to stay on top of the pain than to overcome it. She’s totally right. 2.5 hours into my pill I’m still in some pain. I took 1 Tylenol to help it. Finally, some relief.
• My mom said I was kind of an idiot for running when my body is using everything it has to fight this infection. Whoops. It’s hard NOT to run, you know?
• I’m in my jammies and about to take a nap. I feel so woozy. My roomie is producing my shows for me today. Also, my car is still at work. Not sure how I’ll get there tomorrow. Currently, I don’t care.

These drugs rock!