Pain as a living thing

The last two weeks, the pain has been immense, amazing, paralyzing, fucking awful. My nose, teeth, cheeks, and skull hurt so bad that my thighs shake, my heart pounds, I sweat, want to throw up something awful, and feel like running away (like that will help, it will just follow me) or at least laying down under my desk. When it happens at work, the level of panic and things that go running through my head such as how the hell would I make it home even if I could get someone to come to cover for me. I think of calling Mike and having him come get me, but in the end I take a Lortab and maybe a sliver of Phenergan for the nausea and sit at my desk with an ice bag on my head until I can function again.

I'm in the middle of six days off. I saw my doctor on Thursday. She have me a new drug that is sometimes used for nerve pain. I'm supposed to take it three times a day. The first time I took it, I was dizzy and kind of loopy. I want to give the drug a good shot because I cannot work like this but I must work. The drug is called Lyrica. Isn't that a happy name? It sounds lovely. It doesn't make me loopy any more but when I go to bed at night I'm down for 12 hours. I'd rather not sleep for 12 hours so I hope that side effect goes away.

So I'm trying this medication on my mini-vacation. I wanted to shampoo the carpets and wash the dogs. But I'm doing school work (such a good student), laying down...washing dishes....laying down....vacuuming my bedroom....laying down. I am going to clean this frigging (frig just for you Mom) house this week. We are going on vacation in two weeks and I want the house clean first.

Is it bad to Febreeze the dog???

I don't know what got into me. I partially cleaned the house yesterday. Now, if I fully cleaned the house my family would wonder if I've gone off my meds but luckily I paced myself. I had vacuumed our bedroom with my handy dandy Dyson with the clear dog hair holder(AKA dust bin). I like that see through compartment; that way I can see if I've sucked up an entire dog. This process usually makes the dogs pull themselves up from their lounging position and escape the room in case the vacuum turns into an alien and sucks up their mother. I do wonder what they think that loud thing is that is attached to mommy, but that is for another day. After I vacuum, I like to spray the carpet with Febreeze to get the hound dog smell out of the room. Trigger picked that moment to wander back in and well.....I couldn't help it, he is the source of most of the smell. What the heck, I sprayed his back. Trigger reacted the way does to most things, he just stood there like someone's idea of an abstract dog statue. He probably won't smell good for long.