Name him Batman and tell everyone his secret identity is Cisco Ramon instead of Bruce Wayne. That'll put some fava beans into the Joker's hash.

Ooh. I like Katerina's suggestion!!

Are there pictures, Scrappy!

Hi hippocampus! Good wishes for all the venting subjects.

Oxycodone is just the opioid (with no added acetaminophen, etc.), and percocet is oxycodone with acetaminophen. #themoreyouknow

Ah, so, an addictive substance, versus an addictive substance mixed with a poison. Good, good. I mean, I think I see the reasoning, but I'm not sure it's good reasoning.

That's it exactly. Plus I'm pretty sure I don't have an addictive personality type; Back In The Day when I smoked, quitting took about a day.

I told my doctor, with all the shit I did back in the day, if I was gonna get addicted to something, it would'a happened already.

I have been scared of opiates and opioids (is there a difference?) since I read Kubla Kahn in high school and was all, Coleridge was on something I would like way too much, so I've hardly every taken them.

This is my BFF's position. She got morphine once in the hospital, and has made me promise I'll never let them give her that again. She said she liked it way too much.

I'd be afraid of trying heroin or straight-up opium, because I think yeah, I'd like that way too much. But I got morphine in Iceland and it was ... just a really good painkiller. There certainly might have been some "whatever, I don't care" factor there, but it decidedly did not make me want to stay there and dream forever.

The floaty feeling, for me, is about the same as I get from a bottle of hard cider.

Apparently NSAIDs (including ibuprofen) are a no for bone healing. None allowed for me.

I heard that too. And they're bad for the kidneys, and Tylenol is bad for the liver, and aspirin is bad for the stomach, and... what do we use? 7

I didn't really understand the attraction of painkillers until I was given IV dilaudid. I got maxed out on morphine and it didn't touch the pain. When they decided to move on to dilaudid it was close to immediate relief, and I could physically feel it wash over my body.

Ugh. Was trying and trying to get to sleep for the past hour and finally gave up and took one of my pain pills. Now I only have three left. So I guess I'll have to call tomorrow and ask about a refill rather than doing it in person on Wednesday. I feel like I'm going to sound like an addict and they'll refuse and then I just won't be able to be comfortable or sleep ever again (or at least for a while as this bone heals). Ugh. (And I'm now anxiously awaiting the drug kicking in in about 15 more minutes or so, and have given up trying to sleep until then). I mean, possibly sleeping pills would do the same effect? Not sure if they work over pain.

Zen how long were you on the hard drugs? And when did you go back to work?

Good luck, meara. I hope the refill request goes better than you expect.

I'm sorry, meara.

I just went through my RSS feed and cleaned out about three dozen defunct blogs. Remember blogging?

Ahhh, people are ridiculous. A senior colleague just emailed my team member asking her (team member) to call her (senior colleague), because "I can't find your phone number." It's in the email she was replying to! And also in the team member's profile you can see by hovering over her name in Outlook! No clue where senior colleague was looking that she couldn't find it.

I got kudos for being a good text banker, only a couple of recording errors in the 500 texts I've done so far. YAY!

I guess sometimes I do need the validation more than I think I do.

Between the campaign work I've neen doing for months and getting to organize a collection for local food banks through work I am really feeling the draw of moving back to non-profit work.