Also went on anti-depressants for the first time in my life and they seemed to help with the depression I was going through. (Was a combo of feeling middle-aged, my life changing and my dad being terminally ill).
Right after breakfast, I accidentally took a bunch of pills that WEREN'T Advil and ended up getting sidelined for a day. (Not like I needed much of an excuse to lay around do nothing but sleep for a whole day).
This is the hydrocodone cough syrup that my doctor prescribed to me for my terrible bronchial cough. Meredith also ended up getting sick and was having trouble sleeping, so she decided to take some of my medicine because she knew the codeine in it would knock her out. Except, instead of reading the label and taking the recommended one teaspoon dosage, she filled up a Nyquil dosage cup and took that!
I had to talk to the doctor out of sending me to the hospital and he got back at me by prescribing these clown-sized, joke antibiodics (875MG tablets of amoxycillin). Look at these things, they're only slightly smaller than the first joint of my pinky. I saw them and was like "Doc, you know I'm having difficultly swallowing, right? Jesus."
