6 per day.
oops! make that 7 and that just jogged my memory that i had totally forgotten about that tiny weeny one which i should promptly take after this blog entry.
having spent almost the whole of last week nauseated, i finally felt on top of the world today.
… but typical of ecstasy which is short-lived, i was in pain by 4pm and rather immobile by 11pm. well, am off to pop the last of the meds today and hopefully slip into oblivion for the night. i’ve long quit asking: why do meds make you feel worse when it’s suppose to be good for you?