I wasn't told either. By the time I thought to look up the side-effects [the next day], it was Too Late. Let's just say, eating bran flakes, popcorn, getting sloshed, and labors of Hercules were required to Fix Things. I was afraid I'd hurt something. Needless to say, we've declared a never-moratorium on *that* particular med!
Well, if I'm up for vituperation [with all 5 vowels], I must be better than feared. [although nowhere near where I'd like--sound familiar? ;(]
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Date: 2006-04-21 03:09 pm (UTC)Well, if I'm up for vituperation [with all 5 vowels], I must be better than feared. [although nowhere near where I'd like--sound familiar? ;(]