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Thursday, October 13, 2011

My Jagged Little Pills

I'm not good with prescription medication. Seems like I never have the expected results or side-effects. When I had a transplant, the doctor gave me an anti-rejection pill that would let my body accept the new addition. There weren't supposed to be any side-effects to speak of. So of course I developed boils. I still get them. And it pretty much sucks as bad as you think it would.

On this blog, I've frequently discussed my experiences with happy pills and how they don't always work like they should. My doctor was rather boggled by recent reactions, insisting that she'd never seen anything like this before. Well, my mother always told me I was special.

And painkillers are rarely as annihilating as their name would suggest, although I do see some pretty freaky light trails...while still writhing in pain. Unfortunately, while I was admiring the whitish beams my fingers were making, Boo picked that moment to come and talk to me. Just like her mother, Boo talks with her hands. Finally, I had to ask her to stop moving her hands so much because the light trails were getting too blurry. As any non-medicated person would be, she was perplexed. I attempted to show the difference by having her watch the light emitted from her little fingertips, then try to find the same reaction in the oscillating fan on the other side of the room.

Me: See? No light trails.
Boo: Uh, Mom? Are you feeling okay?
Me: I think it's because the fan isn't alive.
Boo: …
Me: Would you go catch me a spider? I want to see if it has a light trail.

Boo left the room but she didn't go hunt down a spider. I muttered at her lack of faith.
Instead, she brought me her hamster, Peanut.

(And yes, he had light trails.)

* Make sure you come back to see me on Monday. I'm interviewing a fabulous YA author and offering her books in a giveaway!


Queenie Jeannie said...

Oh babe!! Sorry you are in so much pain, but enjoying your sense of humor about it all!!!!

Pain "killers" don't do much for me either, except hinder my ability to effectively communicate! But I'm still in big time pain!!!

i'm erin. said...

Oh my gosh Jess, I'm so sorry. Dang. I had a boil once. I kind of thought it was awesome because when I squeezed it, puss came out like tooth paste.

Christine Rains said...

I'm sorry about the pain. Oy. I think the hamster is a better choice than a spider, though!

I've given you an award on my blog if you'd like to have it. :)

Odie Langley said...

Hope the pain passes quickly. I can identify with you as I am having a terrible time with Carpel Tunnel in my hands. It starts up fast and in very little time my thumb and even part of my arm starts aching. I have an appointment with the VA Hospital in Durham on the 22nd to hopefully get some relief. Take care,

Miss Angie said...

Hahahahaha! Cute hamster with light trails...

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