Sometimes the pain is tolerable… like when I’m being given IV treatment at the hospital. Good times!

Going home, though? As hours elapse? Not so much. Not nearly so much at all.

When both of the boys have woken up, I’m going to call my primary care physician’s weekend (“emergency”) line and explain this to him if I can get a hold of him. I shouldn’t have to be going up to the hospital several times in a row with results being like they are. I’d like to be able to speak. I’d like for any pain or discomfort to stay moderate, and Norco isn’t doing that right now. We’ll see how that goes when they have woken up and I have spoken to the man, because this could go any which way. I just want to be able to eat, drink, and speak with some degree of normalcy. I also need to set survivor’s benefits up for my family toward the end of the week given what happened to his father. I’ll get through it if I have to get through it, but being in a lot less pain will certainly help matters out. It will certainly make my speech sound clearer, which we do need!