Saturday, May 17, 2008
This might look painful. And it was. A little. OK, a lot. And I was resistant to pain meds.
Me: I don't LIKE codeine!
Husband: TAKE THEM! TAKE LOTS OF THEM!
Me: But I can take it. I'm strong. (Just give me a bullet to bite down on!)
Husband: (Standing at side of bed, hand full of pills.) TAKE THE DAMNED PILLS CAROL TAKE THE DAMNED PILLS.
Eventually he started just sneaking them into the meds I normally take every morning. He's a good man.
Me: I don't LIKE codeine!
Husband: TAKE THEM! TAKE LOTS OF THEM!
Me: But I can take it. I'm strong. (Just give me a bullet to bite down on!)
Husband: (Standing at side of bed, hand full of pills.) TAKE THE DAMNED PILLS CAROL TAKE THE DAMNED PILLS.
Eventually he started just sneaking them into the meds I normally take every morning. He's a good man.
Labels: husband, medicine, personal urban drama
# posted by Carol : 2:04 PM
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Ha! You've got that right, Jane. When Dr. B was taking out the staples I was whining and jerking back from him. I said "Hey! That shit hurts!" He said "Well if you'll hold the shit still it will go faster!"
How can I not love a doctor like that?
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How can I not love a doctor like that?
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