Well, last night I found myself enjoying a favorite movie – Elizabeth Gaskel’s epic story, “Wives and Daughters,” – available as a “play” on Netflix. I love when I find something that I don’t have to wait for. Don’t you? Anyway, it was around 2:00 a.m. and I started feeling just bad, seriously BAD. It felt like nausea +withdrawal + pain + help! I realized I was overdo for my midnight meds. That was when I discovered the fact that I’d missed my dinner pills altogether.
On the one hand, I had an answer for why I was feeling so lousy. On the other, I was feeling lousy. So there it was. Now, how to solve it. I took the midnight pills and a little extra for the pain. Then I tried to use the remote for my pump. That’s when things really got interesting. Apparently, I could not take an extra dose because I still had three hours until it could be given. WHAT????? I didn’t remember even using the darn thing last evening. I was so frustrated!
It would be a long while until I started feeeling better. I detest when something like that happens. It was incredibly careless of me, I really should be more careful. Especially because I know what happens. Ugh….
I know I’m not the only person who’s ever done that. But I’m the only person who has the ability to do that to ME. The punishment is tremendous – swift, painful and long-lasting.
And I’m still feeling it today.
Peace and painlessness,