Recently -- and I am not sure whether this is good, bad or indifferent -- I have to take Advil after swimming or I wake up at 2 or 3 with big muscle pain in my thighs.
Last night, I remembered. But I was having some stomach issues and all I wanted to do was watch Game of Thrones and go to bed.
Unfortunately, my thighs were not down with that plan. I woke up at 2:30 feeling like someone was pounding my thighs with a hammer. No one was, but I needed Advil.
I reached back for my trusty bedside bottle of Advil, then I reached on the other side, then I turned on the light and looked, then I put on my glasses and looked. Nothing! My drugs were missing.
I had Advil in my wheelchair bag, too, but getting it was an issue.
Last time this happened, I called my sister. But getting my phone would be almost as hard as getting the Advil. So I maneuvered my chair till I could reach the bag.
But I could not find the bottle by feel. I finally had to sit myself up, using the chair for balance, and look in the bag.
I found the pills quickly, took them and fell back asleep.
Tonight the pills are at the ready even though I did not go swimming.
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2 comments:
I am never far from my Advil. We are a pair.
Glad you got a hold of yours.
oh yeah
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