Granny's gone and done it again

[Granny Hatchet]

This pain hasnt eased up one bit today. We had the last of SDs frozen lasagna. That made me sad. It was so very good.

 

[ShrekDawg]

This pain hasnt eased up one bit today. We had the last of SDs frozen lasagna. That made me sad. It was so very good.

 

[Nomadicus]

I've got to take a PP and muscle relaxer that I normally skip. Trying not to take a single one I can get by without. I want a nap so bad but can't take one now. Kids out there rely on me. It's my responsibility to keep them in groceries.

 

[ShrekDawg]

Hi

 

[Nomadicus]

Granny my PP script for Trammadol calls for up to 6 a day. I've been getting by with 2 lately. Today is a 3 times day.

 

[Nomadicus]

Hi

Hi. Got to get outside and run the coops. BBL

 

[ShrekDawg]

Hi. Got to get outside and run the coops. BBL

Okay

 

[Granny Hatchet]

In the heart of Perry County, Kentucky, during the 1940s, the local grocery store serves as more than just a place to pick up provisions—it's a vibrant hub of community life. As the sun casts its warm glow over the storefront, the sweet strains of a guitar drift out into the air, drawing in curious passersby. Inside, a man with weathered hands strums his instrument with practiced ease, his voice carrying the soulful melodies of the mountains.
Surrounding him, a group of children gathers, their eyes wide with wonder as they listen to the music that fills the air. For them, the grocery store becomes a stage, and the man with the guitar, a maestro weaving tales of love, loss, and the timeless beauty of Appalachia. In the background, two other men pause in their shopping to listen, their faces alight with nostalgia as they reminisce about days gone by. In this moment, amidst the simple pleasures of music and community, the grocery store transcends its humble surroundings, becoming a sanctuary of joy and connection in the heart of Perry County.
This is the county I was born in

 

[Rambling Iris]

they both come off with Alcohol

this is true.

 

[Granny Hatchet]

Granny my PP script for Trammadol calls for up to 6 a day. I've been getting by with 2 lately. Today is a 3 times day.

I take 7.5/325 percocets 3xs a day. Its what Im allowed and what I take. It doesnt really help alot any more. The biggest problem with that is when I fall and have extra pain I dont get any extra pain meds. Its like taking nothing for it.