vicodin ramblings.

For the record, I’m feeling much better. Still kind of hard to breathe, but very little coughing. Stuffy head feeling, like there is cotton inside, but not stuffed up and congested. Tired, but not exhausted.

I couldn’t sleep last night. My cough medicine with vicodin worked great except for not putting me to sleep, which I am not sure it’s supposed to do, it’s supposed to make it so you can sleep by dulling any pain and suppressing your cough. But, you know how vicodin is, i couldn’t sleep, but i didn’t care. i hardly coughed at all. i spent roughly 5-6 hours laying on the bed just drifting from thought to thought, looking out the sliding glass door, and occasionally patting John on the arm or back or whatever to reassure him i was there when he woke up throughout the night. And it was all just… fine. I can see why people become addicted to it.  It doesn’t really get rid of your pain, it just makes it so you don’t care about the pain, the pain is fine. It’s a very floaty feeling.

Then about 4:30ish I started actually falling asleep, fell asleep for good when john left for work, and slept until approximately 10am. Might need a nap later.

hungry. would like bagels with cream cheese from Noah’s Bagels. will probably settle for a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. i want cereal, but the pharmacist said something to john about no dairy with my antibiotic. I may have to call for further clarification. not sure i can survive without having me some cereal.