Codeine makes me burpy.
But, strangely, not depressed.
My figers are cold.
My ears hurt.
It took me and hour and a half to eat a cup of soup, but i did it.
In the minute(s) before they gave me the strong drugs to know me out, I couldn't help but smirk through the oxygen mask at the situation. In my head, I kept singing, "The red one's connected to my wristwatch."
I was lying back, staring at the ceiling. There was a consistant beeping. I figured it was a heart-rate monitor. The problem was the beeps were at least three seconds apart. I asked if that's what it was. He said yes, and pointed to the actual monitor that wasn't making any noise at all. I passed out and woke up an hour and a half later.
I have to force myself to eat.
But sleeping is easy.
My brother is amazing at decoding my hand signals.
When he isn't sleeping on the couch.