Today I am weirded out.
I was to spend the day with Miss_Mimsy and she called at 1pm to make sure my butt was in gear. It totally wasn’t. I took my percocet and ended up heading back to bed for “a few minutes.” It was something like 2.5 hours when I got up again. And things were weird. I had spent the time watching thoughts go by. I had some interesting ideas and didn’t grab on and follow any of them. they just passed by saying hi on their way through my head. When I tried to walk, I felt disjointed and I think I looked like the Scarecrow first trying to move after climbing down from the corn field. I had a pleasant little smile on my face and my mouth did not hurt for the first time. There was still some sort of sore feeling going on but it just didn’t matter.

This is how I expected the drugs to behave after surgery, I guess I figured out the trick. No eating right afterwards. Gives the drugs a chance to play without the affects being watered down.

The thing is that this is a very uncomfortable feeling and I don’t much care for it. I don’t trust myself to get anywhere. There is no driving today. I can understand why people were concerned about my ability to drive if this is the normal affect of narcotics. Sadly, my body doesn’t respond well to weird feelings. Since I am learning to actually pay attention to how my body feels it is hard to escape it when things get out of my control. My body starts to panic and flooding the entire system with adrenaline and such so I have other meds to hand the anxiety. I go between being overheated and terrified of it to freezing. I shake and quiver and can’t hold still. It seems that the eye shaking problem I have gets a lot worse. It seems to every now and then keep in time with my heartbeat, shaking every time my heart pumps and it puts pressure on my head. I am writing most of this with my eyes closed. Thank goodness for touch typing.

I don’t know how long this will affect me. I thought it would clear up after I got some food into me but it really hasn’t. Most of the issue is making food and feeling like I need to be held in place. When I tried to make my microwave mac and cheese I spilled it all over the counter. I put the bowl under the edge of the counter and scooped it over the side and into the bowl. This effect was one of the reasons I was staying with others the week after surgery. Stupid over sensitive body not acting normal. Can’t say I like this effect after all. It might not be so bad if I wasn’t the one taking care of myself but it sucks when I am.

Reading through Wynkat1313 posts on the affect of the 80-880 highway fire issue, it does make me wonder if any of what I am going through is related to that. I am not seeing an effect link but it might be. Something to keep in mind.