Damn, my head hurt. I couldn't sleep and I decided, at about 3:30 in the morning, that I should probably see a doctor. The pain was almost unbearable, and fuck you Aspririn, you didn't help.
The nice people at the hospital took my symptoms and
then gave me a fine cocktail of drugs that contained muscle relaxants, anti-inflamitories and a couple Tylanol 3 with codine. In about 20 minutes, my headache had vanished and I was left with exhaustion. I went home with my partner and fell asleep immediately.6:00 am, about 2 hours after I took said cocktail of drugs, I was woken up by a serious wave of nausea. This quickly turned into immense pain in my chest and the inability to breathe. I managed to wake Wei up and demand that he call for an ambulance. It took them 20 minutes to get to our place (because I was still awake, and breathing enough on my own to not need resuscitative support, I wasn't top on the priority list for the emergency paramedics), and it was the longest 20 minutes of my life.
Let me tell you, slowly losing the ability to breathe is one of the scariest things I have ever experienced. It's a complete and total loss of control over the simplest of body functions. After Wei managed to get me to calm down a little, all we focused on was breathing in and out. After the paramedics arrived, I was rushed to the same hospital again for another cocktail of drugs and some tests. The drugs took away the pain in my chest and I was able to breathe again. Then, I was just tired...
So, it turns out that I shouldn't ever have pain killers with codine in them. What a way to learn that lesson.
Another lesson: People don't really have that much time. Death is going to happen, and should I do something meaningful with this life-time that I have, or do what I want? What should I do?
I really don't like the idea of suddenly turning off one day, not being able to see or talk or exist anymore. I don't remember being born, I really hope that I don't remember dying as well.
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