I took the pills my coworker offered me tonight because I wanted to feel better. They sat with anticipation in my palm as I went to find something to wash them down with. They went down easily, all three of them, sliding down my throat as if I were one of my own polypharmaceutical patients. I'm sure the beauty of their shiny red coats was marred quickly by the acidic bath to which they were soon subjected.
After ten minutes I began to feel better. After a half-hour I felt like I was floating in the air, disconnected from my body, and everything was beauty and good humor.
Okay, so I had a headache and it was just 600 mg of ibuprofen. I should have learned my lesson the last time I had a bad headache: I took one Excedrin and could barely stand a half hour later. I can count the number of times I have taken pain medication in my adult life (excluding post-surgically) using only the number of digits I was born with. I suppose that's why even the most minor OTC pain relievers seem to either completely knock me out (Nyquil) or make me feel like I'm flying (APAP and ibuprofen).
I don't know why I thought this was worth mentioning, but there it is.
2 comments:
Excedrin I can understand - but ibuprofen? I obviously take too many - I can function fully on 800mg.
That's crazy and slightly frightening.
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