For some odd reason, I remember that line being used by John Travolta in Welcome Back, Kotter. Why that sticks in my mind and yet, I can’t remember what I did yesterday is a mystery but there it is. I do remember a scene with Travolta saying that. That pretty much describes me. If my head is about to split open from a horrible headache, I am going to take some sort of pain reliever. If I am sneezing my head off and my throat is itching so much that I want to stick my hand down it and rip it out, I’m going to take antihistimine.
The rest of my family, however, seems to find this odd and would rather be in pain and uncomfortable than take something. “If I take Tylenol or Aleve, how will I know when I’m better?”
Hey, if they’re into pain, fine. Just don’t sit there complaining to me about it.
Today Frank is home from work because he had a couple of appointments – one for the dentist, one for the neurologist. I went with him to the neuro doctor. With Parkinson’s, there’s not a whole lot that can be done and the one main medication, levodopa, isn’t something you give to patients with early onset Parkinson’s because it stops working after a few years. I guess they figure if you’re already 70 or so, what the heck. But when you’re not even 50, they want to hold off using that. So we use other stuff.
I got to sit in on the conversation.
“Is the new medication helping?”
“I don’t see any difference between this and the last one.”
“It’s not any better at all?”
“Well this one doesn’t upset my stomach like the other one.”
“Okay, you’re on a very low dosage. We’re going to increase it.”
Right away the man starts complaining. Never mind that the amount he’s on isn’t really enough to help a freaking mouse. “I don’t like taking drugs.”
I believe I mumbled something like, “Tough luck. Deal with it.” I also think the doctor heard me and laughed. Well smiled, anyway. Geez, half the world is looking to get drugs and my husband complains about having to take 1 tiny pill once a day. Good thing he doesn’t have some disease that requires 10 pills 8 times a day, eh? On the positive side, at least I’ll never have to worry about him turning into a drug addict.
I remember that Kotter episode! Travolta was trying to show a classmate how horrible it was to be addicted and walked around like a manic Frankenstein muttering “gimme drugs, gimme drugs.” Very funny.
I agree with you though.. If a pill can help what ails ya, take the dam thing. Why not? Is it even possible to get addicted to Aleve?
[quote comment="332"]Travolta was trying to show a classmate how horrible it was to be addicted and walked around like a manic Frankenstein muttering “gimme drugs, gimme drugs.” [/quote]
Yes, that’s exactly it!