I’ve come to the conclusion that I would make a dismal drug addict.
This week I’ve had back pain from one shoulder to the other and it’s caused me to toss and turn at night and generally have lots of tender unbroken sleep this week. I can hardly turn my head to the left without a shooting pain running down my neck and back. I have no idea where I got this injury from? (Riaan said it was from wild dancing to “Walking on Sunshine” at a party on Sunday but I think he’s seriously misinformed.)
Yesterday, I’d had enough of the constant pain so a colleague offered to give me two disprins. She said that disprins also included some anti-inflammatory ingredients and assured me I’d feel better after that. Hmmmm NOT!
I’m not one for taking pain killers and drugs for any little thing. In fact, even if I do have to take a pill or anti-biotics for some medical reason, I do so at night before I go to sleep because I detest the effects. I feel woozy, dizzy, my speech gets slurred, I stumble around like a drunk and my mind becomes fuzzy and my brain somehow feels clouded. I hate the out-of-control ditzy feeling.
My point then is I’m a total drug sissy!
Instead of riding the waves of the high that pain killers give everyone else, I completely fall off the surf board and get tumbled and half-drowned by the waves and on top of all of that, every part of exposed skin would get scuffed and scrubbed by the sea sand leaving me raw and bleeding.
Pathetic or what?
Well, you know, perhaps it’s not such a bad thing that I don’t like the effects of drugs.
Its probably saves me tons of cash and brain cells.



