Only since Thursday.

That doesn't sound like long enough to cause a problem. On the off chance that it would, you can taper off by breaking the tablets in half and increasing the time between doses. But I bet you'll be fine.

Hubby had so many prescriptions for Percosets (AKA Perkies) and Lortabs (AKA Lora, yes, we nicknamed them) that he didn't even fill most of them. What seemed to be the most help to him was a shot of Berenjager before bed. My beloved is no one's role model, though, he had reached professional levels of pain drug experience. As Steven Tyler said, roughly, "The drugs were fine while it was just the professionals using, but then the kids got into it."

Buddhism says you are the awareness of the thoughts.

I was in the restroom contemplating thoughts vs. self, wondering what I was if I wasn't thinking, and I went, "Duh, that's what meditation is for!" However, my hips won't let me sit on the floor, and if I sit in a comfy chair and clear my mind, I fall asleep. Which in and of itself might be a good thing.

Was it Ben Franklin who said, if you have a complicated job to get done, give it to the laziest person in the room? Because that is my forte--take something complicated and simplify it and get it done. Which was *so* much fun working with an extrovert ADHD boss who couldn't accomplish anything unless ALL the plates were spinning, and who used to go through proven sequences and ADD steps, just to complicate things.

I had a dishwasher in a rented apartment once. I could have used one, I suppose, when the kids were little, and teenagers, eating like a plague of locusts. But with just the two of us now, half the time the pots and pans are done by hand before we sit to eat, with nothing left but the plates, flatware, and glasses, and those are quickly done by hand when dinner's done. We had a defunct dishwasher when we moved in--getting it out and replaced with a cabinet or bank of drawers is on the agenda.

working with an extrovert ADHD boss who couldn't accomplish anything unless ALL the plates were spinning, and who used to go through proven sequences and ADD steps, just to complicate things.

Tim often says there is no simple task that he can't make 100 times more complicated. And it's true. By this point, 11 years in, when he says that, my eyes just get huge in the I-Will-Kill-You-Where-You-Stand way, and he walks back all the needlessly complicated steps. I marvel at his gift, but I don't let it complicate my shit.

Did I mention that not only did the doctor give me Percocet without my asking, I got enough to take it more or less constantly for 30 days? Even though it was only a week away from my surgery. It made me think real hard about ita and other people who have problems getting access to adequate pain management.

Oh yeah. My upper-class white cousin had some minor procedure as a teenager, and his mother rejected the amount of Percocet they tried to give him.

Non-painkiller link: Horses in the Morning interviewed a Mounted Archer today!

Having a small stash of heavy duty pain meds can be handy if you just need half a pill for bad cramps or vicious muscle strain that you know doesn't need the full doctor treatment.

Horses in the Morning interviewed a Mounted Archer today!

re: the picture on that link: Beware the old barbarians. Think of how they lived to become old.

> Tim often says there is no simple task that he can't make 100 times more complicated.

There is a clear split on packing at Stately Fogelson Mansion. My spouse believes that if you are going to pack a filing cabinet (or a bureau etc.), that you take all the papers out of it and carefully pack them in labeled boxes, then move the empty cabinet, then at the other end, you unpack all the boxes of papers and put them back in the drawers. TOO MANY STEPS DUDE.

The clearly correct way is to take the drawers out and carry each of them and the cabinet to the moving truck, then put the full drawers back in and do the opposite at the other end. Easy peasy.

It's seems relevant to the conversation that this meditation extension I have installed just reminded me that "You shouldn't trust every thought that comes into your head." I kind of want Carol Kane from The Princess Bride to come running into my brain shouting "LIAR!" when my thoughts are crap.