I’ve always loved Keith Richards.
No matter what drugs he’s been on he always seems to be
having a great time. Mick looks like he’s just bitten a chunk out of
someone’s throat and is having problems swallowing, while Keith’s just having a
blast.
I wouldn’t say he’s a role model. But, recently, there’s
been a little pill popping going down at my place.
I’ve never really been a drug person, so taking a daily pill
is as much as I can handle. My daily fix is tamoxifen, even though I miss a few
days here and there. Not for any good reason. Just because I‘m bad at taking pills.
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| Keef!!!! |
Then my sister Sue gave me some Happy Pills to add to my repertoire.
They’re supposed to help with my wild mood swings, so I have them front and
center in the medicine cabinet, where I can take them on a ‘Need-to-stop-bitching’
basis. I rarely us them, but it makes me happy just looking at them, so I
consider them highly effective. I think of them as my Keef pills.
Last week my masseuse recommended two others. One is a
magical mushroom pill that is supposed to be good for my liver and energy. Both
could use a little attention. The other is a Chinese herbal pill that she
recommends for (ahem) digestion, to ward off the side effects of oxycontin,
post surgery. I’ve put those away for later.
So I have all my pills at home and I feel like a reluctant
junky. But now that I’m six weeks away form surgery, I have to buckle the f*ck up. That means taking my tamoxifen
& mushroom pills on a daily basis. No more screwing around.
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| Mushroom Delight |
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| Save These For Later |
Yesterday I got up and had a coffee. Then I popped a tamoxifen.
And as per my masseuse, I took two of my energizing mushroom pills. And then I
put on my glasses to read the ingredients, only to find that I’d actually taken
a couple of the Chinese herbal (anti-constipation pills), by a mistake. Meanwhile,
the mushroom delights were in the closet.
Damn. Popping pills is tricky business. I fretted briefly
about my pill combination and thought ‘What would Keef do?’. Obvious. The Happy Pills! I need to stay
relaxed and focused.
After all, I’m in training for a big surgery. And to quote
from the Rolling Stone’s song Happy. – ‘I never blew a second chance’
Happy. Happy. Tra-la-la.
