Ugh.

I am going to have to remember that Keflex and me do not get along very well. It's a common post-surgery antibiotic but my body did not like it. I had severe headaches since the surgery and this morning I woke up with intense nausea. It got so bad that my head and stomach hurt worse than my foot! We called the doc up today and I'm no longer taking the Keflex. I'll have to check in tomorrow but already I feel a lot better.

Now if the pain in my foot would just ease up. Argh!

While I am continually praising the miracles of modern pharmacology, I really don't like taking pills. Even though I could be blissfully unaware of my surroundings in a legally induced Vicodin haze, I'm only taking it after the pain starts back up. Addiction fears? No not really. When I shattered my ankle in '94, I was taking the max dose of Percocet everyday for six months. If I didn't get addicted to narcotics then, I doubt I will now.

I'm one of those weird types who doesn't like not being in control. I don't have to have control all of the time. Heck, I don't even like being in control. I just want to have the freedom to be in control when I have to. Anything that alters my mind kind of freaks me out. Heck, I don't even drink. The only times I drink are at the end of the semester, when I celebrate with one margarita or glass of wine, or when I visit my parents (and that requires large amounts of alcohol consumption). So while the Vicodin does help with the pain immensely, I do not like feeling all loopy. For the first couple of days I took the loopy but now that I'm trying to ween off of it, I'm wondering which is worse: the pain or the loopiness. Ah heck, right now the pain is worse. Give me my Vicodin. :)

Comments

Happy Elf Mom (Christine) said…
I'm glad you're doing ok and that you were able to advocate for the things you need. That shows you have a pretty clear head still LOL! I know after surgery once they put me on morphine IV and I was WAY out of it. I vaguely remember screaming in terror that my husband was WHITE like a ghost and the nurse came in and said that we ALL look like that to her (she was black). At least she had a sense of humour about her delirious patient. But it's no fun to be either in pain or loopy.
January 15, 2008 at 8:20 PM
Motor Home Cats said…
Hope you are feeling better. I am glad that you are only going to have to be on crutches for another week or so. I was on vicodin for about 3 months early last year, and it never knocked me out - thank goodness, but for a couple of months afterward, I couldn't remember anything.

Tara (not the cat)
January 19, 2008 at 12:54 AM
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