Drowsy Meds Talking
Have I ever mentioned how much I hate drowsy meds? Because I do, I really do. I don't react well to drowsy meds and always end up fighting the effects till it's too late so slowly ease into sleep and boom, I'm high as fuck, loopy off my head.
The worst part is that because this happens, I need the whole of the next day to recover from the effects of the medicine. It's like a bad hangover with no alcohol.
Which is basically what happened today. When I woke up, sure, I should have taken an MC, but I told myself that I had an event the next day and would need to be in the office to actually borrow the stuff I needed for the event. Plus it wasn't that bad, or so I thought.
I ended up having to pinch myself every 5 minutes or so just to stay somewhat awake, and even when talking to people I was all spacey and out of it. Which is okay if I'm alone or with friends, but not okay when I'm in the office and need to get work done. It's actually a wonder to me that I didn't get yelled at or told off by my colleagues, or maybe they're just too nice to call me out on being loopy as fuck on them.
And after the long day I brought my parents out to a nice place for dinner to celebrate their anniversary (it's a bloody miracle how I didn't fall asleep in my food ugh) and went home to crash.
Turns out I could only snooze for about an hour or so, which explains why I'm not currently comatose in my bed. I'm still loopy as fuck, but I woke up. And after typing all this out, I'm going to attempt death by planking on my bed for another 6 hours. I need to sleep the meds out of my system somehow.
A few thoughts I needed to put up here, because Tish and I haven't met up in days and I have too much to update her about for her to actually know what I'm talking about, and because I think if I talk to my colleague any more he's just going to think I'm creepy and childish and think too much. Which would be right. Oops.
Anyway:
- I know his name, but he seems like a Charlie to me, or is that just the meds talking?
- He's nice, but moves way too fast. He needs to slow down, or I swear I might do something drastic.
- I don't know if I actually like him, or if I'm trying to get used to the idea of liking him. Is that bad?
- I need to find some way to communicate with him. Like really communicate. Right now, we're two separate frequencies, and that's a problem.
- I need to stop behaving like an idiot around him. He makes me really nervous though! But no blushing around him thank goodness.
- Back to the whole "do I like him" thing. Not sure if I'm just trying to get used to him, which would be understandable seeing how I barely even know the guy. I'm sorry because I'm old-fashioned and some part of me still kind of thinks you're supposed to be friends first before even trying to progress into anything else, but yeah I know that doesn't quite work that way either.
- I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. HALP. SOMEONE SEND ME A GUIDEBOOK OR SOMETHING.
- I repeat, Code Red. Subject does not know what to do.
- What's going to happen when Fucked!Nat makes her grand appearance? He keeps telling me he isn't scared, but I somehow remain somewhat unconvinced.
- I think I just need to get used to him. All this is so new and different and somewhat scary.
Now that's all out and off my chest...
Goodnight.
(Oh, and I downloaded the new ios7! It's not too bad, takes some getting used to but it's okay so far, the software makes me think of a Windows phone interface with all the colours and all.)
The worst part is that because this happens, I need the whole of the next day to recover from the effects of the medicine. It's like a bad hangover with no alcohol.
Which is basically what happened today. When I woke up, sure, I should have taken an MC, but I told myself that I had an event the next day and would need to be in the office to actually borrow the stuff I needed for the event. Plus it wasn't that bad, or so I thought.
I ended up having to pinch myself every 5 minutes or so just to stay somewhat awake, and even when talking to people I was all spacey and out of it. Which is okay if I'm alone or with friends, but not okay when I'm in the office and need to get work done. It's actually a wonder to me that I didn't get yelled at or told off by my colleagues, or maybe they're just too nice to call me out on being loopy as fuck on them.
And after the long day I brought my parents out to a nice place for dinner to celebrate their anniversary (it's a bloody miracle how I didn't fall asleep in my food ugh) and went home to crash.
Turns out I could only snooze for about an hour or so, which explains why I'm not currently comatose in my bed. I'm still loopy as fuck, but I woke up. And after typing all this out, I'm going to attempt death by planking on my bed for another 6 hours. I need to sleep the meds out of my system somehow.
A few thoughts I needed to put up here, because Tish and I haven't met up in days and I have too much to update her about for her to actually know what I'm talking about, and because I think if I talk to my colleague any more he's just going to think I'm creepy and childish and think too much. Which would be right. Oops.
Anyway:
- I know his name, but he seems like a Charlie to me, or is that just the meds talking?
- He's nice, but moves way too fast. He needs to slow down, or I swear I might do something drastic.
- I don't know if I actually like him, or if I'm trying to get used to the idea of liking him. Is that bad?
- I need to find some way to communicate with him. Like really communicate. Right now, we're two separate frequencies, and that's a problem.
- I need to stop behaving like an idiot around him. He makes me really nervous though! But no blushing around him thank goodness.
- Back to the whole "do I like him" thing. Not sure if I'm just trying to get used to him, which would be understandable seeing how I barely even know the guy. I'm sorry because I'm old-fashioned and some part of me still kind of thinks you're supposed to be friends first before even trying to progress into anything else, but yeah I know that doesn't quite work that way either.
- I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. HALP. SOMEONE SEND ME A GUIDEBOOK OR SOMETHING.
- I repeat, Code Red. Subject does not know what to do.
- What's going to happen when Fucked!Nat makes her grand appearance? He keeps telling me he isn't scared, but I somehow remain somewhat unconvinced.
- I think I just need to get used to him. All this is so new and different and somewhat scary.
Now that's all out and off my chest...
Goodnight.
(Oh, and I downloaded the new ios7! It's not too bad, takes some getting used to but it's okay so far, the software makes me think of a Windows phone interface with all the colours and all.)
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