Sleep Ez Dee.........forgetaboutit.

So I can't sleep. When I lie down I have hip pain. I've concluded it's equivalent to those growing pains you get in your legs when you're a kid. It always hits at night. It wakes you up. And there is no escaping it. Well...almost. I'm being told by me favourite fellow fertile female that Tylenol is the answer. One, because it's the only fucking thing we can take, and two, well it's a mild anti-inflamatory. So here I am, all ready to pop a few pills...oh how I miss the freedom!! And my medicine cabinet is riddled with everything but. I've weeded through the advil, dristan and gaviscon bottles only to be left staring at an empty bottle of Oxycontin (not mine), a mangled packet of Sleep-Ez-D (are these legal still?) and a tube of anusol (also not mine, but afraid it's only a matter of time). No. Fucking. Tylenol.

Wicked. "Otis, wanna go for a walk?"