Which is why I'm up so early, and perhaps explains why this odd mix of livestock and bankers are milling around in front of my mind's eye.
On another medical note, maybe the prescription anti-inflammatory is doing something. It had better; since all I can take is acetaminophen and I'm trying to stay at 50% of the maximum dose so I have some reserve capacity if things get bad, I'm out of OTC painkiller options.
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There's just something fundamentally wrong with getting up at oh-dark-thirty to go to the dentist.
(Spoken by someone that's gotten a speeding ticket on the way to one.)
When I worked in a technical support role, we said that if you came in early, you had to stay late to make up for it.
I am scraping the bottom of the barrel on NSAIDs myself. Indomethacin, Meloxocam... no more muscle relaxers, I've taken too many and they no worky.
Hello heating pad and traction... come to papa.
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