Friday, January 16, 2015

high tolerance to pain

...low tolerance to medications.  That's me.  I can withstand bangs, cuts, bruises, bad colds, stubbed toes, the flu and most non life threatening injuries to the point where I just tough it out without medicinal help.  I am currently enduring a pesky cough and upon my sister's request, I visited a doctor who gave me a prescription for relief from the constant coughing.  The warning on the label said the medication may bring dizziness and drowsiness so I was on guard as my "crazy behavior" radar started to activate.  I waited to start the medication until bed time because I knew I would be going to Loop-y town shortly afterward.  I don't know how I got there or when I returned because I was "out" for hours.  When I got up I was weak enough that I just crawled back into bed.  Four hours later I awoke and realized the morning was basically gone.  I rolled over and when I awoke it was mid afternoon.  The day was practically gone.  On a day like this I find it is better to not start doing anything productive but it is much better to just veg out in front of the TV.  So, that is what I did.

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