The day at the office went well enough, but just as I was getting home my pain meds were to the point where they completely disappeared from my circulatory system. And then the jaw started to get sore. REALLY sore. Probably the worst it had hurt me yet, if only because it was the first time I was experiencing it with a completely clean head.
Yesterday it hurt because the wisdom tooth extraction was still fresh, but the sedatives were still somewhat in effect. This morning things hurt, but the haze from an evening of sleep tempered that. But when I got home tonight there was about an hour where there was nothing of consequence floating through my system, and it felt like my jaw would break into a thousand parts just by opening it too quickly.
Then I took my second dose of Oxycodone for the day. My jaw started to relax and the pain started to dissipate. Then I started to drift to sleep, and by drift I mean 0 to 320 in about six seconds. Had I been driving or operating a fork lift, the scene wouldn’t have been pretty. Luckily I read all those little warning stickers on the bottle, so the only thing I was operating at that time was an email program — dangerous enough, but nothing life threatening unless I started sending obscene letters to my boss and co-workers, which is just not my style, altered or not.
But the balance has been restored and I push on to an evening of compositions and code, along with whatever else I may deem distracting enough.
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