Spiky Bugger
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I changed pharmacies. And now my oxycodone tabs are much smaller and are in the same size bottle as my flavoxate HCl...which is for bladder spasms, but the brand name is Urispas which sounds like name-calling....but anyway...
I keep a meds log. And when I leave the house, I take my oxy with me if I’m going to be gone at pill time. Yesterday, we were out and I took my pain meds (oxy) at 2 pm. Later, at home, I took another pill, but kept hurting, so I took my fourth pill for the day way later than I like to take it. I was up at 2am for bathroom issues and didn’t get back to sleep until after 4am.
I awakened again at 8:45am, lots of pain and grabbed pain meds. It didn’t help, so I spent all morning jonesing for my next fix. Rx says q6h, but on horrid days, I have gone q4h. So at 12:45pm, I took another pill. MrSue, who had been gone all morning w/my step-bro doing the electrical work for MiniSue’s Friday A/C installation watched me in pain and asked what he could do. At 4:45pm,
I asked him for my pain pill.
He asked where they were. I pointed to the VERY OBVIOUS bottle on the table near me. He said, “These aren’t your pain meds.”
Turns out, my last REAL pain med was at 2pm yesterday and I had aches and pains everywhere, all day, for almost 24 hours after that wore off...because MrSue found THAT bottle in my purse.
But damn...no bladder spasms, at all! That didn’t hurt.
I keep a meds log. And when I leave the house, I take my oxy with me if I’m going to be gone at pill time. Yesterday, we were out and I took my pain meds (oxy) at 2 pm. Later, at home, I took another pill, but kept hurting, so I took my fourth pill for the day way later than I like to take it. I was up at 2am for bathroom issues and didn’t get back to sleep until after 4am.
I awakened again at 8:45am, lots of pain and grabbed pain meds. It didn’t help, so I spent all morning jonesing for my next fix. Rx says q6h, but on horrid days, I have gone q4h. So at 12:45pm, I took another pill. MrSue, who had been gone all morning w/my step-bro doing the electrical work for MiniSue’s Friday A/C installation watched me in pain and asked what he could do. At 4:45pm,
I asked him for my pain pill.
He asked where they were. I pointed to the VERY OBVIOUS bottle on the table near me. He said, “These aren’t your pain meds.”
Turns out, my last REAL pain med was at 2pm yesterday and I had aches and pains everywhere, all day, for almost 24 hours after that wore off...because MrSue found THAT bottle in my purse.
But damn...no bladder spasms, at all! That didn’t hurt.