It's quite a trial having # 7-8 pain every day. I'm used to it, I guess. Hate it.
Every day there's some new thing that hurts. All the pinched and damaged nerves
do that. Bones spurs and scolios add to the problems.
Today I couldn't move my neck to the right or left. All I could do was
lay on my stomach. It was much worse pain wise than most days.
When this happens, I do know it will change. This evening I feel better.
But what made my situation incredibly bad was taking two Tylenol. We have this
big bottle of Tylenol. I have NO idea how old it is - Could be 15 years.
My entire body felt like it was on fire and I know that Tylenol helps inflamation.
(I don't KNOW that. I've heard that) I read the bottle and it read that you can
take two. I did.
OMG. I was so sick. It hit me suddenly. I was laying on the bed and my husband
was reading me your posts. The room went tilt and spin. I called for something
I could throw up into. I couldn't get up for about
ten minutes. My heart was lurching
around. How can I explain it? The nausea went on all day but not so severe,
I didn't want to throw up because I'd lose my Methadone. After you lose Methadone
in that way, you just can't go back and take more. It's easy to OD.
So dam scary. I kept it down. I guess that's true of all opiods.
My advice; THROW OUT YOUR OLD PILLS. Really. I feel like I could have died.
I think physical illness might be worse than chronic pain. I'm not a true expert
on that. I hope none of us ever are.