Friday my jaw felt much better after the tooth removal the day before. As advised by wise ones I took a pre-emptive pain killers at 4am and again at 10am. We were getting organised to go out for lunch and I felt sick. I knew I wouldn't make it to my bathroom. I vomited into the kitchen sink. I raised my head from the sink and then vomited again. Oh, that was not good. Where did that come from?
I continued to ready myself to go out and all were waiting for me. Oh dear, here we go again. I made it to my bathroom and vomited again. I had only has soup the night before and a small bowl of cereal in the morning.
I felt ok again and we were at the beachside cafe. The meal arrived, mine being a large sausage roll. I ate one mouthful, yikes, where is the toilet as I clapped a hand over my mouth? I was told where by those who had used it. I never had. I vomited again in the nearest toilet which happened to be the ladies. The seat was splashed a little and as I was wiping it down, here we go again. I made it to the male toilet next door and vomited again. Where is all this vomit coming from. I had hardly eaten anything.
To use the use the English description, I felt quite poorly for the rest of the afternoon. I said to R I didn't think I could eat dinner and he suggested left over pumpkin soup, Ok, I agreed. I took three spoonfuls and here we go again, another vomit session.
I was ok after that and I've been fine since. It was either the antibiotic or the opioid pain killer and given I stopped the pain killer and continued with the antibiotic, it was clearly the pain killer. I'll tell my dealer no more opioids, thanks very much.