by Karen J Mossman
One day I came home from work with a headache. As my husband and I were going out to our favourite Indian restaurant, I thought I’d better go to bed for an hour.
In the bathroom I reached into the medicine cupboard, grabbed a couple of headache tablets before getting into bed. It was pleasant after a busy day at work. I listened to the sounds of outside as the night drew in.
The headache had gone when I woke up, and I’d already decided not to drink and drove to the restaurant. We had a lovely meal and when we had finished I felt extremely fidgety. I put this down to eating too much and needing to get my comfy clothes on.
We walked back to the car and I didn’t feel too well. I was suddenly cold too. I drove home feeling positively strange, almost disoriented at times. Perhaps I was coming down with something?
I was looking forward to the evening ahead. The second part of a programme I’d followed was on plus it was The Celebrity Big Brother final.
On the settee, I felt chilly again, and reached for the blanket. I’m not one for dozing while watching the television, but I could feel sleep creeping up. I longed to close my eyes but knew if I did, I’d nod off and miss everything. So I fought it and started to get the twitches. Something pulsated in my neck and my legs jumped for no reason. It was a peculiar sensation.
I went up to the bathroom, feeling dizzy, and it was only when I sat there I remembered the two headache pills I had popped earlier.
I opened the cupboard and realised with horror that they weren’t pain killers.
When we went to America last year and a guy from my husband’s work gave him some tablets ,which he said his wife takes to help her sleep on long haul flights.
The label said extra strength, will cause drowsiness, do not drive or operate machinery! I
Not only had a I taken them, but I had driven and I was high!
They went in the bin.