Do any of you remember Mr. Yuck? Back when I was little in the eighties, it was a green "icky" face with a scowl and a tongue sticking out. You would put stickers of Mr. Yuck on things that children should not eat/drink- like medicine bottles, cleaning stuff, etc.
Well, yesterday late afternoon I got my first "Mr Yuck" experience. We were in a hurry and I tend to help Kat remember her meds by getting them for her, plopping them in her hand and offering her the drink for it. It just so happened that I needed to take my meds about that time. I was getting drink from the fridge so that I could give her something to take her meds with, and something distracted me. I poured the drink... and then, when I got back on track, my mind picked up that I had meds and a drink but did NOT pick up that they were for Kat. So...
Pop, into my mouth, guzzle the drink...
Oh CRAP. I just took her meds.
Quick, Call 911. Call FEMA- wait, that didn't work for New Orleans, so call the president of the United States and hope he doesn't send anti-terrorism units to us!
So I talked to Kat who was a little stunned. Last time we had talked about her meds, she had given me the impression that she was on such a high dose of synthroid it would be dangerous for anyone to take it. For those who do not know, my Wife takes three different medications- one of which is synthroid because she no only has hypothryroidism, she has no thyroid gland at all and was born that way. So she takes a HIGH dose. The thyroid regulates everything in your body- metabolism, blood pressure, tons of things. So, I just took enough substitute thyroid medication for a whole person- and I have a fairly active thyroid (though my metab is going down now that I am getting a little older).
I called 911 and remembered as I waited for the ring, "Wait a minute. I have Vonage. Wasn't there a thing a while ago about Vonage not having 911? Wait, I think they have it, but maybe it can't tell where you live- so what if I pass out and they don't know where I am and by the time Kat calls again..." Well, by then they picked up. They seemed to know where I was. Whew. They weren't too helpful, "I took my Wife's medication by accident. Do I need an ambulance?"
"I'm not a nurse, so I cannot say. I can send you an ambulance though."
"Ermmm... I guess I'd better call a doctor or something first." Ambulance's cost money.
"Well, I have a number here for poison control. I don't know if that is what you need now..."
"Yes, please."
Poison control works. I remembered pretty clearly that poison control deals with situations like these. And they do. I called, and they took down the exact medications I took- the medications I normally take- and my body weight.
"Sir, I checked, and you should be fine."
"I don't have to make myself throw up."
"... ah, no, you don't need to make yourself throw up."
Whew, good. I hate throwing up.
"One of those medications may make you feel a little sleepy, but the synthroid shouldn't hurt you with one dose. You might have high blood pressure or notice your heart goes fast sometimes."
Later, I realised I forgot to tell her I have a regurgitating (sp?)- or leaking- tricuspid valve on my heart. Oh well, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right? I'm alive to type this and she really didn't seem that concerned anyway.
Weirdness
So, I felt a little dizzy later that evening- Kat couldn't get her car detailed because she felt like she didn't want to take me out too long. But we ended up shopping anyway, and getting food to go. By the evening before bed, though, I had begun to feel a little strange.
No, not life or death strange. But you see, I normally have a rather low blood pressure. I tend to be colder than Kat, and many folks. So suddenly I'm hot now. Then I am sitting down in the chair, and I can feel a strange full feeling in my neck- I yawn a lot too, but after I yawn, the area of my neck below my jaw feels... strange, kind of big and sensitive. I found out later that is near where my thyroid is. Poor lil guy, he's probably all worn out having to deal with these increased demands- or maybe it is like thyroid caffine, and he's going bonkers having fun with a rest break while the sythroid does his work for him?
I wake up at night, the middle of the night, and have trouble sleeping. And I am HUNGRY. I ate dinner, but I am STARVING and my stomach won't stop. But I ignore it for at least half an hour and finally go back down. I knew if I got up to eat I'd never get back down.
High Metabolism goes Higher
So Kat tells me today part of the reason my hunger was like that is because my metab probably skyrocketted. As she is telling me this, I just woke up- still starving- and go to eat the leftovers from dinner last night for breakfast. I NEVER eat breakfast- I usually go until afternoon, then eat a light lunch and a big dinner later. I cleaned the plate. And my blood pressure is up, so I have energy and my teeth hurt a little because of a slight sinus pain- I think it is the increased blood going through. I can't run around or I get quesy. So I'm not bad, just... wierd. Yep, wierd. Everything feels strange, but not bad. I breath more often, I feel warmer, and I have this feeling of energy I used to have when I was younger but haven't had for years- like if I want to get up and run around I can at will, and it actually is enticing. Normally, the idea of getting up is exhausting. Of course, if I did, I'd probably feel sick because I'm not used to the high blood pressure.
It's weird being able to sit down, put me feet up, and not have cold fingers or toes, though.
Experiment "Take Wrong Meds": survived
So, I never plan to make that mistake again. But I made it out fine, and while I feel wierd and everything it is one of those things I can put into my past experience book. Maybe it will help me write a neat fictional story later?
Lesson Learned- Never hold someone else's meds in my hand while pouring a drink, when I am used to taking meds of my own at the same time. Also, never take body-altering medications of high dosages when I am already taking high levels of brain-altering medications (anti-convuls that effect the way the brain works).
Hee hee. Well, if they HAD said to throw up, I would have tried my best. But I'm glad I didn't have to.
-Patrick