Benadryl should be renamed something like, "The wonder drug to cure all ailments, including consciousness!" I really think that would be a more appropriate name for this perfectly innocent looking pink and white capsule that took over my day.
I woke up this morning with a stuffy head, stuffy left ear, and a scratchy throat. Actually, I had the scratchy throat yesterday, but that's really beside the point. Anyway, I decided I had had enough of feeling crappy and flipped through my "How To Survive Your Pregnancy" (that's what I call it) manual from my doctor's office to see what I could possibly take to make this all go away. Benadryl seemed the safest choice. I took one teeny little innocent looking pill, and it was all over.
The actual time spent on the drug, the first 4 hours or so, was not bad. I had the usually slightly tipsy feeling from the medicine, but that was it. Then, after lunch with Tara, it hit me hard. It was a similar inability to stay awake that I felt after my bachlorette party, except minus the nausea (yay for a break from that!). It was so bad that when I got home, I locked the door with the deadbolt instead of the regular lock and therefore locked my poor husband out of his own home. I woke up from my 3 hour nap to what I thought was a dream that someone was banging on the door. I couldn't imagine who it was, even though Joel had called to tell me he was on his way home.
So, in conclusion, I will attempt to avoid Benadrly unless absolutely necessary to survive, because hangovers just aren't worth it unless you've gotten to drink a bucket of Sex on the Beach beforehand!
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