Idiot (or don't try this at home)

So, I did a stupid thing and let my Cymbalta run out. I finally got more yesterday after 8 days of going without. I thought I'd end up in a depressed ball on the bed and that I would have rebound pain as Cymbalta treats nerve pain. No real depression except I perseverate about stupid shit like what someone said at a meeting. However, the pain rebounded back big time last night. One minute I can feel the pain coming on and took a Lortab & Phenergan; before the drugs had a chance to take effect, I was dry heaving into the toilet. Dry heaves because after the Nissen I cannot physically throw up. I found a Phenergan suppository which should take effect faster than pills, then went back to bed and hoped it would work really fast. I think I was hyperventilating, I know I was begging it to stop. Poor Mike, he felt so helpless. Then the poor man has to go to the bathroom, with his book and glasses if you know what I mean. He's sitting in there when the nausea slams me on my ass again and I'm dry heaving into the bathroom sink. The rest of the night was OK and I slept about 12 hours.

It happened again this morning except I didn't dry heave. I felt it coming, took some drugs and rode through the waves of pain and nausea. I have been out of bed for a few hours now and while I am hurting worse than usual, I can stay upright without feeling nauseated. Boy, I will never let my Cymbalta run out again. And I am supposed to be this smart nurse who should know better.

Flaming Gorge

I've got to do better keeping this up. I've decided what I want for a graduation present to myself when I finish my master's degree. I want a good digital camera. I will have more time to have a hobby other than school and I'd like to take pretty pictures like this one from Flaming Gorge.

Our last camping trip was to Flaming Gorge. That place is so beautiful. We went up to Wyoming so Mike could visit Fort Bridger. I think we found the only dry town in Wyoming. I wanted some wine coolers because I am such a hard drinker. But there wasn't even beer in their stores let alone wine coolers. We had to return to Utah where the liquor laws were less strict.