WTF???

Sorry, my dear minions but I am trying to get used to the Tramadol my doctor prescribed for my pain. He said his wife takes it with her Cymbalta. Guess he never figured it into the Lyrica equation. Apparently when you mix Tramadol and Lyrica at certain dosages like mine you get what I call "Party Favors".

Yes my dear minions. These Party Favors are in the realm of fantasy. Things talk that shouldn't and move when shouldn't. And then there is the lucid sleepwalking. Yes!!!  I said lucid. You are aware that your body is walking around the house but you can't stop it. Then there is the sleeping all the time, and all day long.

I'm not saying the Tramadol isn't working. In fact it is. I have no pain for almost six hours when I take it. It's just making my life somewhat more entertaining. So on Monday morning David wants me to let my doctor know that I have a problem. WTF?? I don't have a problem. I'm having fun here. So just let me enjoy it. David needs to but out of this one. Hell, I'm pain free for a while. Just fuck off and leave it at that.