OK so yesterday I had my last MRI. This time it was done on my lower lumber. Yesterday was alot different than the last time I had an MRI. When my test was schedule the doctor wrote me a script for a regular intake of neurotin to take with my naproxen for my pain at bedtime, for the test day she wrote a script for Valium as, well, I am claustrophobic.
So, last week my family doctor put me on Claratin, Prednisone, and amoxicillin for the sinus infection I have(weeks ago I wrote about me feeling sick, well I finally went to my doctor).
So day comes for my MRI. I take my Claratin, amoxicillin, and prednisone. The night prior I took my usual neurotin and naproxen. So an hour before my tests I begin the valium dose. Except instead of 2 an hour before I took the first one at an hour then one at half hour before then let one upon arrival(as I did last time and it worked out great).
However, this time I do not remember going home, I do not remember almost falling at the wrong door, I don’t even remember Facebook messaging my friend. LOL. But I remember the stories my dad who drove me tells me and I see the message for myself. This is why I hate taking meds. I hate not having control over myself. But it was so much going on, I think the drowsiness in the neurotin, antibiotics all intensified with the valium.
So I was so out of it yesterday. Did I stay on my program. Truthfully, I have no idea if I even ate. Except I did see an empty container from my flaxseed cereal I made the night before…I know my dad would never touch that, so I can assume I ate But not sure maybe I tried and its laying on the ground somewhere from missing my mouth. But I did get some awesome sleep.
Anyways sorry for not really posting yesterday. But some things are beyond our controls.
But I am going to make it up to you with the next post I am about to share. A link to get free kindle books to help with dieting, inspiration, self improvement, religions, etc..
So don’t leave me yet!!