Inconsitency

 Before Thanksgiving I had gone to the emergency room for a sinus infection – not that I really consider that an emergency, but getting into the regular doctor is like a three month wait . . .

Then again, just before Christmas.  Unbelievable pain in my mouth – but it isn’t dental.  A pain I was hoping would leave my body before Christmas – but did not.

Unfortunately the Z-pack did not heal in the way it used to.  The first dose went right through me before it had a chance.  I wondered if it would do anything to take the rest.  It didn’t.  My mouth was sore through Christmas and the New Year.  Every day I took a pain reliever – sometimes as often as four times a day, but have slowed down.  I’m now down to one pain pill and one tooth. 

I understand why people may abuse the drugs and become addicts.  I get it.  The pain is real.  I hate taking medication.  I hate the side effects, the dependency.  I hate that I forget to take meds when they are prescribed to me.  I would rather get rid of the pain or problem through priesthood and not medication.

My seven year old granddaughter is on medication.  She has to have shots twice a day – probably for the rest of her life. There are many side effects. That’s gotta be tough.