Of course, I also didn't see a significant reduction in the headaches until I went up to 600 mg. So we'll see how it goes.
I expect that I will do 500 mg tonight through Saturday, then go back up to 600 mg/day on Sunday night & stay there & just plan to hang around the house doing my zombie thing until I see the pain management doc on Wednesday ... assuming that the Neurontin continues to correlate with a reduction in the headaches. If it doesn't, there's no reason to zombify myself.
Last night I dreamt that I was in a library, and I looked out the window and saw a bunch of crazed people, disheveled and bleeding, running my way. I knew they were running from zombies but had already been infected, and I was really really afraid, because I knew there was nothing I could do to hide effectively enough that they wouldn't find me and infect me.
Fear of zombification. I'm sure it's just a coincidence. ‹/sarcasm›
When my headaches are really really bad (like tonight), I tend to pause occasionally in whatever I'm doing, clutching my head and groaning, "JESUS CHRIST!" We'll be staying with Shannon's dad & step-mom this weekend, and they are devout Christians, so I'll try to control myself. :)
Did I ever mention that Sara and I finally varnished the Juliet painting on Monday? Well, we did. The Juliet Project is underway! I think the next thing I'm going to start is the fabric mache, while I do some more prep work here at home for the paper collage. It's exciting to have the varnish done.
I was totally zombie-like when working with Sara, but she was there to help me—sort of serving as an external brain—and so I just did the physical work (the mixing of varnish and solvent, the stirring, the testing, the application of the varnish, etc.) while she helped make sure I didn't make some kind of bonehead mistake & ruin the painting. Actually, I wouldn't have had brain enough to even start work on it that day without her. As it was, I came up with some weird idea to build a giant lean-to out of butcher paper to protect the varnish from leaves & stuff (we worked outside because of the fumes) & ended up falling (because I was balancing precariously on top of a flimsy chair) & hurting the top of my foot. It has a HUGE, dark bruise on it now. I've never done anything to actually bruise my foot before. I didn't think there was enough tissue there to create a bruise!
Anyway, I'm just rambling, because my head is splitting & I can't think. I keep forgetting to phone my meds doc & ask him if it would be okay for me to use OTC sleep aids to help knock me out when there's no other escape from the headache. Maybe I should do that now, just leave him a message. No time like the present, right?