Robitussen is my love
I went to the doctor today. I will spare you the details because they are gross, except that I showed him 1/2 of the goods. And it was totally clinical, I swear. In return he gave me my ever coveted cough medicine.
So in about an hour I am going to go take my 7.5mL (is that right?) and feel the sleep come over me. It is such a lovely feeling. I totally don’t have a drug problem. I can stop at anytime I swear. Also, why would I take it when I can fall asleep on my own, but when I am coughing it takes care of the problem.
My first experience with this elixir of life was the week before I got married the first time. I was sick, because it was December and I worked in the computer labs on campus and students are disgusting. So I went the student doctors office, the doctors were not students. They gave me the medicine and forgot to mention that it was for night only. I took it all day everyday for a week thinking it was going to cure my cough. Which translates to, I slept through the last week of our engagement.
By “the goods” I mean, he looked up my nose holes with his pointy light.
November 24th, 2008 at 11:43 pm
Mmmmm, drugs that induce sleepy haziness. I have a few pills of happiness in my cabinet I am saving for a crappy day. I only have a couple and I know the dr. will not give me anymore unless I have more surgery, so when a crappy, ouchy day comes along I rationalize and usually decide it is not crappy enough to warrant the use of precious la la land pills. Maybe I will check into cough syrup. A cough is easier to muster up than a torn ACL.
November 25th, 2008 at 2:37 pm
I don’t have a drug problem, but I totally could. It’s funny how I’ve come to realize my own weakness. After having my appendectomy, I think back tenderly on my hospital experience as one of the best times in my life (the drugs talking). And sometimes I can’t wait until February, in hopes that they’ll throw some drugs in there.