This past Saturday morning started with me waking up with incredible
back pain. Thankfully, my doctor prescribed Tramadol for my back pain
a few years ago. Unfortunately, he no longer prescribes it because of
the supposed opioid epidemic. So I can no longer get the one
medication that seems to help me.
I have a few leftovers, though, and I'll enjoy them while I can.
Had a chocolate covered old-fashioned donut this morning with an
orange juice. The Tramadol was making me dizzy, so I thought I should
carb up a little. I think it helped.
Yesterday I think I accidentally took four pills instead of two. I
came to the sudden realization that I had been watching TV, something
I never do. I looked down at my watch and it was 4 in the afternoon.
I had spent the day watching TV with no recollection of what I
watched.
And now, ants are crawling all over me. I hate taking pills.
