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Alton Brown, interrupted

I was all set to watch the Alton Brown channel, a.k.a. the Food Network, yesterday. Ten episodes of “Good Eats”, followed by a show of background and bloopers, followed by the premiere of his new show “Feasting on Asphalt”.

All was going to plan until a little headache kicked in. I took my standard 600 mg of ibuprofen, but that didn’t help. Uh oh. That meant a migraine was on the way.

My Dilaudid was depleted, but I had two Percocet left – somewhere. I had taken them on the camping trip of a few weeks ago, but I couldn’t find them. Uh oh, uh oh.

I had some expired prescription Motrin, which is only more ibuprofen. I also squeezed some nasal Imitrex into a nostril. That works half the time, but not last night….

The pain sent me to my darkened bedroom, and I had to cancel my date with Alton.

Elvi arrived home about 9:00 p.m., and soon later I asked her to take me to a hospital emergency room. It’s something I’ve done once before, when neither the painkillers nor the Imtirex worked.

I have an appointment with my GP a week on August 10, but the emergency room whisked me ahead of everyone else. There’s something about severe acute pain that punts one to the head of a queue.

A nurse plugged an IV into my arm and added a painkiller called Max-something. It worked, slowly. We got back home by 12:30.

Now, I’m watching “Pee Wee’s Big Adventure” with Child Two – the “Tequila” song just started – eating Hungarian cabbage rolls, sausage, and washing it down with pomegranate juice. Yum, as Jane Espenson would say.

Tequila!

My lovely family taped Alton for me, and that’s on deck.

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