Since the beginning of January, when the Lyrica left my system, I have written 299,706 words. This means I have completed 3 novels that were in progress at the end of December 2018 and written another D&R novel from beginning to end.
Now, my goal for March 31st was to have Ritual Dreams done and be half way done with the book I intend to release in the summer. Instead, I’ve completed Ritual Dreams, the book I intend to release this summer, Avenging Reality which will release October 31, 2019 and Anonymous Dreams which will release December 1, 2019.
And I did something incredibly stupid. I had some prednisone laying around the house that I had been prescribed for my sinuses in December along with some amoxicillin. Normally, if I get prescribed prednisone, I don’t pick it up from the pharmacy. I will scrub the floor with a toothbrush at 4 am trying to exhaust myself enough to sleep with a single dose of Prednisone during the day. That time, I was prescribed 2 a day for 15 days or 3 a day for 15 days. I don’t remember exactly, I just know it was outrageously high amounts.
J was nice enough to pick them up from the pharmacy for me and of course, he picked up the antibiotic and the prednisone. I had specifically requested to not be prescribed prednisone, but it was urgent care and it’s the go to steroid of choice. I have this problem to some degree with all steroids.
On March 25th, I was cleaning out my desk, because I think I have TMJ, a condition treated by steroids and NSAIDs, except I can’t take NSAIDs orally. And ran across the prednisone. I put it down, did some things, grabbed the bottle back up and took it into the bathroom and disposed of it, then I pitched the bottle. Now, two things should be noted here, the generic prednisone I received were white oblong tablets with writing on one side. The second is that I split up my bottles of hydrocodone when I get them into 10 days worth of doses. I do this because I’m paranoid. This prevents me from going out and losing an entire month’s prescription if my purse gets stolen or I accidentally drop a bottle and don’t realize it. My next 10 day bottle starts the 30th. My hydrocodone are little white oblong pills with writing on one side.
And on the 29th, I found that bottle of prednisone, but I did not find my next 10 days worth of hydrocodone. I have concerns about becoming tolerant of the pain medication, so I guess 10 days of detox is actually a good thing.
Anyway, I’m way ahead on writing since 4 of the 6 books I intended to put out this year are written, so I’m taking a mental health vacation until the 10th of April.