The adventures of Fuzzy and Wheezy, a hardworking dyad, hell bent on zapping all the joy out of their lives by perpetually biting off more than they can chew.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
To conclude the aforementioned medical saga: Sunday night I got up to take another percocet and had a jolt of pain so severe that I saw stars. As I straightened up, it was as if someone flipped a switch and the pain was gone completely. This was pre percocet, so it was not drug induced relief. At any rate, good riddance. I've felt fine since then so I have concluded that it must have been a kidney stone. Who needs stinking House. He's so rude anyway.