Sweet Relief

I got my real pain killers, y'all! The neurologist's office up in the big city ended up overnighting it to me, and we cashed it in just an hour ago. I was terrified that after a week and a half of fighting for this prescription and almost a week of immense suffering, the pharmacy would not be able to fill it for me for some reason or another. I mean, I have that fear every time I go to get my pain meds refilled, but this time the fear was especially poignant.

My body and mind are exhausted. I went to my primary care doctor this morning and got some anti-nausea meds and a steroid shot to help my body recover. It has been under a lot of stress this past week, and it never really does so great even when it's not being subjected to harsh conditions. Needless to say, I'll be spending some time recuperating. But now I can actually clean my house! Huzzah!

And with that, I'm off to nap with the hubs. (Sweet heavens, I can feel it kicking in already. It's like liquid gold pulsing sweetly throughout my body. I'm so happy.)