in an attempt to prove myself a super hero and get over my knee injury, i went sans vicodin yesterday afternoon and evening. i have a tendency to do this when overcoming an injury.

i sum up my super-healing powers (paul thinks i have said powers) and prove myself to be a rockstar. this occurred when i was in the hospital, post c-section. i took nothing other than an 800 mg ibuprofen. i know. i’m a little kooky when it comes to this… a little competitive… and quite possibly on the verge of being certifiably nuts.

so last night, i go sans vicodin, and instead i ice my knee while watching a movie with paul and enjoying some good brews.

i know, i know, you’re not supposed to drink when taking pain killers… but i hadn’t taken one since yesterday morning. i was in the clear. totally in the clear.

or so i thought…

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this morning paul asks, “do you remember asking me ‘whose tiara are you wearing’ last night?”

i respond with, “you’re joking right. i mean seriously. i didn’t even take a vicodin!!! c’mon!!!”

“so what else did i say?” i ask paul, feeling like he will soon have me committed for my sleep crazies.

paul says, ” well, i was like, ‘what do you mean?’ and you said ‘yeah, just check the time and date on the tiara to see whose it is.‘”

i went back to sleep. my husband laughed at me and then rolled back over.

great, just another crazy sleep story to add to my collection.

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in terms of my knee, i’m totally challenging myself and going sans vicodin… reason being that sunday is octoberfest, and dammit-to-hell, i’m going. we live within walking distance (though this may be more of a negative than a positive in my case) and i’m determined to go and partake in the beers and sausages.

today will be my trial period… going sans vicodin. i mean, it’s for a good cause…

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so who lost their tiara and lent it to paul last night???

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