Ok so here is the story. So I got my tonsils out yesterday. Everything went really well. I even felt pretty good. Mom was my responsible adult who was taking care of me. Now I'm not blaming here but maybe, just maybe she had a little too much faith in me...
You see about 10:15 last night she told me to take my medicine. I had just waken up and I couldn't find the special spoon that the doctor gave me to measure my drugs. So I grabbed what I thought to be a teaspoon and took 6 of those full of Lortab. Well mom comes in and says you know that's a tablespoon right? Well by then it was to late and I had take 3X the amount I was supposed to.
Mom called poison control and they told her to take me to the ER. When we got there the doctor told me that it took 4 hours to show up on any tests. So he sent us home and had us come back at 2. I was released around 3:30 after blood test revealed that I would be fine.
It was an adventurous night that I found very entertaining. Mom wasn't so happy (sorry). But if you look on the bright side I'M FINE!!! Minus the small throat issues all is well. However I hear it gets worse, so I'm sure there's more to come!