Editor’s note: This is a personal “log” of my daily activities since having a tooth pulled. Clearly there are far more interesting/ fascinating blogs out there to read – and more “fun” ones to read on my site! But hey…to each their own!
Friday night around 9 p.m., I took a Tylenol 3 with codeine. I expected to be knocked out well enough to sleep, have my pain go away for a good several hours, and as a possible added bonus, maybe take a little “Magical Mystery Tour.” An hour an a half later, my tooth pain had not only NOT subsided – at all – but had come back with a vengeance. I figured, “Well, the Motrin I took around 4:30 p.m. must’ve worn off, so I’ll take another one of those.” About an hour or so after that I finally was able to get some decent sleep (I’m a side/fetal position sleeper and was careful to not sleep on the side my tooth was yanked from – I can’t get to sleep on my back). Around 3:30 a.m. this morning, I had some pain again, so I took another Motrin.
I’m speculating that Tylenol 3 might not have the “make you sleep” power on me that it does on an average human. I’ll chalk that up to being an… “advanced placement drinker.” I have a higher than average tolerance for alcohol (not exactly a good thing but it is what it is). As for why it seemed to do nothing for my pain, well, I couldn’t tell you. Motrin/ibuprofen seems to work very, very well on my pain. The acetaminophen/codeine combo in the Tylenol 3 had zero effect on me. I’ve read that different people have different reactions to this pill, and some metabolize it different from others. I ain’t no scientist, but it DID NOT work on me. I could “kind” of feel like the pill WANTED to put me down for sleep, but it couldn’t quite get there.
What the T3 pill DID do was give me some whacked out dreams! I dreamed that a cat I had in childhood was much, much bigger than I remember – and she had KITTENS! I remember thinking that she seemed really, really happy to be a mama cat – she was lounging in the yard and just hanging out with her kittens (the guy cat was there too, which tells you it was a dream, since boy cats don’t hang around after “sealing the deal”). I also dreamed I was driving on a very curvy off ramp that was icy, and a car in front of me had wiped out (though the driver survived). For some reason, the driver of that car wound up riding with us and went along with us on our adventures. There were other weird parts of my dream that I don’t remember as well. Thank you, Tylenol 3 with codeine! You couldn’t kill my pain or make me sleep, but you did give me some weird ass opium dreams (LOL)!
It’s “the next day,” and almost 10 a.m., so it’s been almost seven hours since taking ANY pain medication and it doesn’t seem to be rearing its head (yet). I just had some Cream of Wheat with leftovers from an applesauce and baby food pouch I opened yesterday (fruity Cream of Wheat is actually quite good that way, believe it or not).
I plan to be a bit more active today. There is only so much “couch surfing” I can do before going a little nuts! I mean…MORE nuts!