Thursday, August 28, 2008

Headache

There are, perhaps, few things more depressing than a new bottle of aspirin. Each little pill represents one pain or ache in your head or your back or your neck or your arm or your leg that will strike you sometime in the future.

The pills will sit there, happy and white, just waiting. Waiting for your pain. Waiting for your misery. Waiting for the stress. Waiting for the tension.

The pain will come. It always does. You know it will come too, that is why you buy the aspirin to begin with.

Truth be told, I prefer Ibuprofen to aspirin, and I buy the extra-large jug of it at Costco. And it sits there, holding 10,000 symbols of future aches and pain, glaring at me there in the shopping cart. Taunting me.

It's demoralizing, really. I must be some sort of masochist.

8 comments:

  1. That is why I use Percocet. Sure the pain is going to be there, but taking just a few pills is also like going on a little holiday. So while there is a downside, you also have something to look forward to. Come to think of it, I feel a little twinge coming on now… holiday time!

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  2. Inog and I are on the same page. I've been on a Percocet holiday for about 2 weeks now cause I hurt my shoulder. It's quite nice. Add a vodka/cran and I'm all set.

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  3. Is that aspirin meant to deal with the headache caused by the songs stuck in your head or is blog order a coincidence?

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