I woke up at 10:30 on January 10th, Tuesday. I called my doctor's office to ask if they had called in my prescription yet. They had.
I was currently taking celecoxib for my arthritis. The doctor had given me a prescription for meloxicam, but it wasn't doing me any good, and at times I felt like my chest hurt and I had dizziness. I do not have a history of heart problems, and I did not want to start one. So I asked her to change my prescription back to what I was taking before she changed my prescription. She did.
I was looking forward to feeling more normal again. The prescription cost me $25, but in my mind it was worth it.
I waited at the Walmart after I got my prescription because I knew that my check was fixing to be deposited onto my card. I needed to go back to the bank as soon as it was. It was a slow night. I barely made $65. If I didn't get my tags soon, I was going under even worse next month. The good news was that I had over half the month left to make enough money to pay the first of the month's bills.
I felt a lot better after taking my medication. The swelling feeling I felt all over my body subsided and I could breathe better. My head cleared a lot. I felt more alert. Except for the constant soreness in my knees every time I bent them, the soreness went away for the most part. And, I craved salad.
I ate the salad bar at Jason's Deli, even though I knew I shouldn't have spent the money. But, the craving told me it was something I needed, rather than something I just wanted to do.
I was definitely not going to be taking Meloxicam again. Ever.
When I went home that night, I actually felt like I could focus. I almost felt normal again.