I slept lightly and a bit tossing and turning-ey, well, not that there's much room to turn on the sofa, comfy as it is.
Then 7AM, rude awakening, last dregs of pain medication in my system had buggered off completely. Forcing me awake and feeing like a bag of arses, covered in arse sauce, and wrapped in an arse.
Knocked myself out with a large dose of a powerful muscle relaxer, that blocks nor/adrenaline release, in order to cause a temporary, profound hypotension. Which isn't as elegant, not even close, as a sleeping pill (I'd already had five, four 5mg nitrazepam, and 1x192mg chlormethiazole, a more barbiturate-like med, and they hadn't even put a dent in the inability to sleep. Normally, that'd floor someone for the whole night, and probably the best part of the following day too), but, forcing my blood pressure to hit the deck worked. About four hours and 20 minutes, timed it just right, woke up, feeling shitty as I knew would be the case. But I timed it so that I was mere minutes off from the expected delivery time of a 'before 1pm' next day weekend rapid shipment, someone sent plenty methadone.
So I took a couple of hundred mg, got 70 tablets, had a bit over half, and feeling fine. Slept in a nice long comfy nap on the sofa, after extracting it, preparing it for an IM dosing, whack, in it goes, out I went, toking on my e-cig contentedly until the rather sizable serving of 'done went past 'nice and warm and comfy' and towards 'get your eyeshades on, because the light might wake you up earlier than planned many hours later'
Got enough for tomorrow, get my repeat rx monday 8am, Miscalculation of remaining pain med supply crisis averted. And actually feeling pretty decent. Although I think I'll have a wee top-up, just 20mg or so, whilst I work upon.....one of my projects my autie-thing makes me like lots....CBC would get it.
