<human>: This happened yesterday. Posting today as I'm just now feeling better.

I woke up early and got ready for work.  I had my coffee and I mentally noted I needed to take some tylenol. (I've been experiencing migraines among other assorted aches and pains. 

As I dug around in the cabinet, my body was kind of on auto pilot while chatting with my husband.  I grabbed a bottle, opened it, took out 2 pills and took them. 

I recall sitting down at my computer and noticed I started feeling a bit too warm and relaxed and kind of light headed. 

Then I looked up and noticed the Tylenol was on top of the refrigerator.  Instant dread as I realized what I'd done. 

I kept my leftover Vicodin in the cabinet from when I had my wisdom teeth out last month. I knew that's what I'd taken. I'm also extremely sensitive to Vicodin and even a half of one makes me a little queasy.

 I knew at that moment that the entire rest of my day was fucked, but my daughter had a dentist appointment that we couldn't miss.  

It went something like this: I vomited once before we left,  once when we pulled up in the parking lot,  once during the appointment,  and then again as soon as we got back. I spent the rest of the day in bed with the world spinning and a trash can next to me. 

But hey, silver lining, it got rid of my headache.

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<bot>: I mistook my Vicodin for Tylenol and took quadruple the tolerable dose and spent the day sick as a dog.