Thinking Good Thoughts

"Is there anything I can do to help you?", I ask Michie after she spent two hours throwing up this morning. "Just think good thoughts", she responds. Her arm is over her face hiding from the nausea.

Michie is a "delicate" gal is few ways, but this one. She can not take any kind of narcotic. She is very easily nauseated. We even decide if we are going to a movie based on whether or not the images will constantly pan across the screen. Needless to say, most of the movie "Titanic" was spent with Michie's head in my lap hiding from the shifting images.

So yesterday, after seeing the doctor about her post-operative pain he suggested that she try Ultram. Ultram is a 'narcotic-like' drug taken for moderate to severe pain. Ultram should never be taken by anyone addicted to drugs before. Good to know. She took it in the evening before we went to bed. Spent the entire night dizzy and woke up puking at 4:30AM. Still hasn't stopped.

My plans for the day are shifting as I sit here and type. Sometimes, less is more.