As if I weren’t already on enough medication for my back, I went to the doctor yesterday for a follow-up and ended up with even more drugs.

The doc says there isn’t anything else that can be done for my back until I go to physical therapy. Unfortunately, I’m leaving for a class on Saturday and won’t be back until early December, so it’s going to have to wait until then.

But while I was there he noticed that I’m starting to have some acne on my chin. It’s nothing major, just a couple of average, everyday pimples, but now I’m on a twice a day pill and have two different face treatments to use everyday to get rid of it. Hasn’t the man every heard of Clearasil?

All this would be no big deal, but the pill makes me sick. Not just a little nauseas, but actual, bent over the toilet, puking up stomach acid because I haven’t eaten yet sick. Needless to say, I will not be taking anymore of that anytime soon.

Taking all this medicine doesn’t bother me too much as I know it will make me better, but I really wish it didn’t make my purse sound like it belongs to an AIDs patient. And I think my liver is dying. And for once it’s not just because of the alcohol.