I've never been one to take medicine or see a doctor unless absolutely neccesary.
I took nighttime cold medicine for a mild sore throat and when I woke up I felt hungover and worse than I did the night before.
At least I feel a little more natural having a sore throat and cough.
So, during my follow up visit for my miscarriage, pandoras box was opened and they insisted on doing more blood work on me which, after a few more appointments, led to me being in Walmart yesterday having a perscription filled which I will have to take for the rest of my life.
Sucks, but I do have to say after taking the second one today I'm starting to feel a little better inside.
Maybe its just in my head.
Anyway, I started watching the movie Vanilla Sky halfway into it and althought it seemed to be pretty good, the ending ruined it for me.
I've started quite a few movies in the middle and wanted to watch it the whole way through next time so I can see how everything got to be the way it was, but not this time. Strange.
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