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Coming Down
OK, the drugging went remarkably well. About six hours after Thursday’s second post I was told I was still as ‘high as a kite.’ Which explains why I hadn’t been able to siesta on Thursday afternoon, how I managed three posts in one day, and probably the photoshopped poolboy pic too. Still have a bit of a sore throat whenever the Tylenol levels get a tad low, and I’m spending too much time looking at the grey patch in the back of my throat with a mirror, just because I’m disgusting like that, but things are going better. Made up for the bouncy Thursday by crashing hard Friday, and am keeping the weekend nice and quiet so far.
