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Ginger - Jun 17, 2007 5:03:23 pm PDT #3510 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

My previous prescription of Percocet was of 10-325mg pills (which is not 10 pills of 325mg each), and this new one is 7.5-500mg.

This sucks, in part because you'd end up taking more Tylenol, which is more likely to hurt you than the oxycodone.

ita, did you see this NY Times article about pain management [link]

§ ita § - Jun 17, 2007 5:32:15 pm PDT #3511 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Damn, Ginger, that's scary shit.

I need to read some of the sidebar articles too.

Lee - Jun 17, 2007 6:21:55 pm PDT #3512 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I just called my father to wish him happy father's day.

The conversation went something like this.

Me: Happy father's day!
him: Thanks. What are you up to?
Me: nothing much. One of the cats almost died yesterday, but he seems to be getting better.
Him: Oh. How's work?
Me: same old same old. What are you up to?
Him: Sleeping mostly.
Me: Oh. Have you been to any interesting lectures or anything?
Him: Today's was short. Hey, are you going to come out anytime soon?
Me: I hope so. We should plan that.
Him: Yes. You should also think about what you want us to do when one of our doctor's tells [your mother] or I that we are going to die soon. Should we tell you, or ignore you? That's probably going to happen in the next few years you know.
Me: Of course I want you to tell me. Why would I want you to ignore me?
Him: Well, we don't want to be a burden.
Me: ....
Him: Well, think about it. Bye!

sarameg - Jun 17, 2007 6:24:57 pm PDT #3513 of 10001

Heh. I've had the dying convo.. I told them not to.

ita, print out everydamn thing and stick it in your bag. Steph's stuff too. Carry it with you everywhere.

I go to bed.

§ ita § - Jun 17, 2007 6:25:21 pm PDT #3514 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Eep, Lee.

Well, I've taken two of the Percocets and I have as much of a headache as I had before, so I just took drugs for no reason. I HATE that shit.

Lee - Jun 17, 2007 6:26:38 pm PDT #3515 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I've had the dying convo.. I told them not to.

But see, if I did that, the surviving parent might well call me and say "so we just buried your [mother/father]'s ashes at sea. It was nice. So how's work?"

Lee - Jun 17, 2007 6:27:35 pm PDT #3516 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

ita, print out everydamn thing and stick it in your bag. Steph's stuff too. Carry it with you everywhere.

Seconding this.

§ ita § - Jun 17, 2007 6:27:53 pm PDT #3517 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

There's a Roomba in my room. Here's where I get to test my tidying skills. I know it's going to die under my bed or somesuch.

§ ita § - Jun 17, 2007 6:28:32 pm PDT #3518 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Seconding this.

Can't I just take my friend everywhere? He's bigger and harder to ignore.

Lee - Jun 17, 2007 6:29:06 pm PDT #3519 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Why not both?

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