Yesterday was one of my worst days ever.  I made it to 2 p.m. and then I took Lucy for a walk even though I didn't feel like I could.  Was that my mistake?  I don't know but pain overtook me and by 4 I was out of my mind with it.  I started taking vicodin half pills at a time more than my one and a half per four hour limit.  I used heat - the microwave was going every time I could make myself get up.  I should look into an electric heat pad.  I took so many vicodin I couldn't sleep.  I used my ipod to distract me (iconoclasts videos) and finally took two valium to sleep.  I woke at 9:30 feeling pummelled but pressured to do chores.  I WILL plant those bulbs today and I WILL clean the garden.  And I WILL pick up those pants at Ruths.  So help me God. I took a vicodin just now.  washing dishes and folding clothes was already hurting.  I'm done with bed for now.