Last night I totally ruined my evening by accident. I had a hard day yesterday, so when I got home I poured myself a nice glass of whiskey and Coke and decided to watch one of my Netflix Bad Santa. I was sitting on the couch watching it when I realized I forgot to take my anti-inflammatory for my knee. I took my pill and went back to the couch.
The whiskey really started hitting me because I started getting double vision, I was all dizzy, I couldn’t stand right. I was shocked. I hadn’t felt that messed up in a long time. I had only had one glass and I’ve never been that much of a light weight when it comes to drinking. I’ve drank while taking these pills before and they’ve never had that effect.
Soon I was about to pass out. I decided to take a little nap. About an hour and half later my cell phone alarm went off (I had set it earlier) and I woke up. I was STILL woozy, buzzed, and sleepy. That’s when it hit me. I didn’t take the anti-inflammatory, I accidentally took my Ambien (sleeping pills). UGH! I clearly remember dumping several of the pills in my hand, taking one and putting the rest back. That meant that it HAD to be the Ambien, because I knew I only had ONE anti-inflammotry left.
I was fighting to stay awake all night. I managed to make it until after 10, but it wasn’t easy.
OK….is it wrong and evil that I was busting a gut laughing?
I was picturing Steve Martin in Father of the Bride 2 when Frank gave him the pills.
Left by Mark on December 16th, 2005