It's no secret that I have had major concerns about the gut-busting side effects of the various drugs I've been prescribed for RA. I'd previously reported my glee at taking myself off the Ketoprofen, and then my annoyance at being urged to stay on it. I'm afraid I may have to fess up about my unwillingness to stop drinking alcohol (though I have cut way back). This weekend, however, I added a pain med (prescribed to me by my RA doc) in addition to having had a bit to drink along with my regular meds. I was really wanting to get some uninterrupted sleep because I've been so tired lately. My concoction backfired. The pain med usually causes me some nausea the day following a dose, but it's short-lived and never productive. This Labor Day combination made me so nauseous, it woke me up. After hacking up what looked like a large blood booger (about nickel sized), the nausea subsided and I was able to go back to sleep for a little bit. I wouldn't say that I really felt bad the rest of the day, but I was a little freaked out by the morning's hurl.
It's time to get my annual TB test. I've had the order for it for several weeks, I must remember to get that done.
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