Neverland Chipmunk

My doctor increased my preventative medication for migraines, since I have been faring through at least 3-4 a month now.  The problem with this, is that this medication is of the devil.  I can tolerate it at lower levels , but the increase brings on side effects that are like living in an alter universe.  He only increased it by 25mg and I now feel like I am living in Peter Pan Land..Oh wait..Isn’t that called Neverland?  That does seem to suit my situation right now.  Neverland.  Like I NEVER want to be in this place.  The dog is barking and it seems like a million gazillion decibels and the toys that make noise?  I want to confiscate and throw them down the laundry shoot.  Not to mention that I feel like a zombie and could hardly even figure out how to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.  As for cooking?  I hardly think I am fit to be near objects that could potentially cause fire.  Because my body would have the reaction time of someone who is underwater.  

Last time I had to increase this medication (granted I was post partum and a crazy hormonal hot mess anyways) I wanted to throw a plate against a wall.  Just to make sure that it would shatter and that I wasn’t living in The Matrix.  Since I was clearly not fit to increase the migraine meds last time, and I am sure my doctor thinks that I am selling my percocet and vicoden on the streets because I ask for them so much due to the freight trains that run through my head a few times a month, we decided to try the increase one more time.  So, that said, I feel like crap today, but I HAD to document what happened today.

I went to the post office with the kids and quickly came home (in case I couldn’t remember where my home was).  I got Cam Bam out of her car seat, gathered up my things and went over to Nicolas’ side of the car.  I opened up his door and stepped closer to unbuckle his car seat.  My foot landed on something “mushy” and “slippery”….I looked down.

And screamed my head off.

In my driveway.

And ALMOST dropped Cam Bam.

You know what the WAS?? It was an effing DEAD chipmunk.  How did it even GET THERE?? Had I KILLED it?? No! That would have been too much of a coincidence and his body wasn’t jumping or anything (even right now I have anxiety over this incident) . And I had stepped on his body..shooting guts galore out of orifices I didn’t know existed.  I couldn’t even look and I became faint.  And I still had to get Nicholas out of the car.

And I had chipmunk guts on my shoe.  <faintness again>

I sucked it up and got Nicholas out of the car.  I didn’t WANT to look at the chipmunk, but I couldn’t help but STARE.  And I had, again, PTSD from the Mouse House. 

Nicholas got out of the car and looked at the chipmunk.

“Oh no! Yucky! Oh no! Yuck! Night Night Chipmunk!”

I went upstairs and bleached my shoe.  Chris has some cleaning up to do in the driveway when he gets home.   

Comments

[Flutterby]

OMG!!! When you said something about having stepped on a chipmunk,it didn't occur to me it was dead, lol. I had to run over here and see how the hell you managed to step on a chipmunk because I know those little buggers are FAST when they run away, LOL!! So... EEEWWWW!! Ok.. sorta personal question time... the migraine preventive... is it Topamax? Our Dr brought it up last time I had my daughter in to talk about her problem with migraines and how the usual stuff isn't helping much, Imitrex, Frova, etc... I checked out Topamax and it freaked the hell out of me reading how bad it can be for some people as far as the side effects. I am too afraid to let her try it. Sometimes it seems like the *diseases or conditions* are almost preferable to the side effects from the treatments!