Bored, bored, bored
Today I am mostly bored.
I took yesterday off sick, because I was ill. No really I was. It wasn’t entirely helped by me trying yet another of my nan’s tablets. A couple of Saturdays ago she had me on codeine and paracetamol – quite a lovely effect…although not so lovely if you actually have to be somewhere or do something.
This time she out did herself. I’m now wondering if she’s trying to turn me into a smack addict or something. You see, she’s been in hospital recently for all manner of things and has been given quite a few tablets, which she squirrels away. And then gives to me. Bless ‘er.
Having a headache from hell on Sunday (not drink related) I decided to give the new tablets a try…when I peeled myself off the ceiling a few hours later and wanted to go to the supermarket, I realised as I danced down the stairs to giggle at my fellow housemate that there was no way I could get behind the wheel of a car. So I did what most respectable citizens of Stroud would do: yammed 2 more and went back to bed.
On a whim, I decided to google these tablets yesterday…and found out that they’re actually highly addictive opiates not that unrelated to morphine and methadone :S
Thanks nan.
-moosh
