Saturday, February 4, 2012


Don't worry, I'm talking about prescription drugs here. I had my wisdom teeth out last Thursday and it was... interesting. It all went smoothly and I'm back to eating normal food now and all that good stuff... But I learned a little something about myself. They put me under for the operation. I don't remember much about the rest of that day. The interesting thing happened Friday. They'd given me the two painkillers to use as I needed them. One was a fairly typical and mild one that I was supposed to take every six hours. the other one was a rather serious drug, that one I took every four hours. Friday morning came around, and I took both my pills... Then things started getting interesting. The pills... turned me into a 12 year old. I was a rather strange child, and that all come back. I wandered around the house singing lullabies and other songs to myself. I sat down with our dog and explained to him exactly why having a garden was practical. I started asking my mom her favorite Disney Princesses... The list could just go on and on. In the end I took a nap and slept it off. The only time I used that pill again was Sunday night when I was in SERIOUS pain. So, I've decided that I don't like what drugs do to me. Yeah, drugs aren't good, even prescribed ones :P

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