I called and the receptionist "took a message" of how things had been going. What I said was that yesterday's meds and ice pack worked well, loosening me up considerably. I said I was able to get a full night's sleep for the first time in days. I was also back to square one this morning despite all of the above and a neck support pillow. An hour or so later I got a call back from the nurse saying the doctor, based on the message left, wanted to up the meds.
What's the drug of the day? Valium.
Now this is another first. I'm starting to feel like I've got some "drug of the week" subscription. Yeah, it's just trying to get a handle on this muscle-spasm-that-likes-to-stick-around. The cynical side of me is thinking of all the money I could be making off of this if I was an underhanded sort of person. Eh.
Now my apologies go out to
If this evening is any indication, I'm likely to be rather relaxed and more easygoing than I'm used to. My sense of humor is slightly to more than slightly off. I seem to be making connections between things that are a bit wider a leap than I'm used to. That is all just from my perspective, though. For all I know, I could just be being stoopid. I'll have to ask
It's silly. I get so self-analytical when I'm under the influence of something. ***shrugs***