The day just keeps getting worse. I keep popping more and more pills and I'm not hitting either nausea or complete pain relief. I have no clue what in the world is going on. I'm trying to decide if I should just really pop an obscene amount and see if that tips the scale. Of course, if I did that I'd probably spend the next few hours retching and flat on my back.
Brian invited me up to his place to play cards tonight but there's just no way in hell that's going to happen. The way things are going, I'm not sure I'll be functional tomorrow either. It's Evil Steve's game day and poker tournament and I had been planning to go.
Yay! Finally caught up. I'm not sure how many pills it took in total but I'm finally feeling good. Pain is gone and I'm all mellow. It's too bad there's no easy way to just shortcut to this end. I'm not sure how long it's going to last though.