Last night was another uncomfortable night filled with lots and lots of pressure and pain so this morning I called and moved my appointment from tomorrow to today and went to see the doctor. We all agree that it is too early for the baby to be born, but I still needed something for the pain.
After a pelvic exam (YAY!) and some crying I successfully scored some Vicodin. The entire appointment the doctor kept talking about Tylenol so I thought that was what I was getting. When I got in the car and looked at the prescription I was confused because I honestly didn't know what vicodin was. Well, now I know!
Scott went to the pharmacy and got the medicine and I took two pills along with a chocolate milkshake from McDonalds. Vicodin is WAY better than any tylenol! Scott told me that after taking it I couldn't operate any machinery so everyone had cereal for supper tonight as I was afraid to try to work the stove or microwave. Also, at some point during my euphoric state I apparently slept for almost three hours AND talked to my father on the phone, which I don't entirely recollect. The pain has dulled considerably....to the point where I am up and about, happy to clean or whatnot, though the pressure is still there and Scott keeps telling me to sit down. I am still having contractions, and I go back to the doctor next Wednesday.
2 comments:
Just remember what Nicole Richie discovered for all of us...vicodin and marijuana and state patrol officers don't mix!!!
vicodin is the bomb, girl. just sit back and coast. enjoy it. :)
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