Duh, Ann!
I realized this ridiculousness at 1AM.
Sitting right next to the bottle of Oxycodone (pain narcotic) was a new bottle of hydroxyzine (a little bump of anxiety meds for when I'm especially anxious.) Jason brought me my first oxy on 5/15 at 9PM. Then I was left in charge. And I didn't read the pill bottle. I was sure confident. Turns out I'd been giving myself a hydroxyzine every 4 hours yesterday-no wonder I was so tired. I realized this at 1AM today.
So...between the hours of 1AM on 5/15 and 1AM on 5/17 I had zero pain medication. Zero. No wonder it felt a little sore. Needless to say I've put the anxiety med in a drawer farrr away so as to not get the two mixed up.
I'm lucky I don't run into more walls.😳