So, yesterday...

Yesterday morning, I was exhausted. I was nodding off at my desk, and even when I was on the toilet.

For the life of me, I couldn't figure out why I was so exhausted. I had gotten to bed around 11:30pm, which typically provides me enough sleep for the next day. So I couldn't figure out why I was so frigging tired in the morning. Mt. Dew, coffee, none of them would wake me up.

After lunch, I seemed to snap out of it, and the rest of my day I was no where near as tired. I was still a little tired, so, I felt it would be in my best interest to get to bed early, which I did, around 9:30pm.

Fast forward to this morning. I take meds. My diabetes and family history have pretty much fucked me and so I take meds, in the morning and at night. I have (2) seperate pill boxes for my doses. Morning dose and evening dose.

Well, I also have back problems. And my back bothers me enough at night that I take a muscle relaxor at night to sleep better. When I went to grab this morning's dose of meds, I notice that yesterday's dose is still in the box. Oh. Shit. I check out my evening dose box. Yup, sure enough, and yesterday's and today's night doses have been taken.

So, what happened, was I took my evening dose yesterday morning, and my muscle relaxor knocked me the fuck out all morning. Go figure. It's happened before, and I'm sure it'll happen again.

Interesting

Seth McFarland at Harvard

I'll be posting a plethora of pics this afternoon.