This past week has been a strange excursion into the phenomenon of drug induced apathy. Honestly, I've never experienced such a pronounced effect on my attitude, as a result of taking any drug.
The change of painkiller was done because I had reached a point with the previous one where a change had to be made... simple enough. I did foresee the possibility of this change being a matter of having to adjust, but the adjustment was a lot more bang for the buck than I really thought would take place.
I'm now apparently beginning to balance out with this, after nearly a week. I've been pain free, but totally apathetic all this time. I mean, instead of waking up in the morning, getting up and so on, ...instead I just lie there for two to four hours.
Instead of getting up off the couch to get myself some lunch, I'll wait for an hour for my wife to come through the room and ask her if she'll make some soup for me. Instead of sitting up and changing the channel after I've watched a movie, I'll just lie there and watch whatever garbage they have scheduled to show next...
Kathy said I looked noticeably "brighter" today, but I gotta tell ya: I sure didn't feel "bright" at all today. I would've gone to the blogger coffee this afternoon, but I'm still "blah", still foggy, and still physically whipped.
Based on just the fact that I've managed to muster what little ambition needed to write this post, though, I think it's safe to assume that I'm coming out the other end of this thing. And with any pain adequately dealt with, my daily life can approach some semblance of "normal" as long as I have enough energy and spark to move around and not be a lump of total inaction and apathy.
Wish me luck... I'm wishing that I'll feel less and less apathetic, and more and more like my normal self again after a few more days.
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