Amoxicillin and hydrocodone

Amoxicillin has no effect on viruses it is an antibacterial

... a broken foot!!! Fell in a hole and broke bone at base of little toe very badly! Bad news: May need surgery. Good news: Good excuse for writing!! Bad news: I might be high on Hydrocodone. Good news: Sex might be extremely hot!!!

Oxycodone And hydrocodone are both quite licit, at least here in the US and , again here, can’t easily be cut with anything else because they’re pills not powders.
Something interesting about the quaranteam stories is that most comment under their Lit names, not as anonymous.
Keep it up

I'm like a lot of other readers; I can't understand why some people go into such detail trying to point out every single error. Hell, I've written some stories sitting in a pick up truck at six in the morning after a night's work; a couple I wrote while high on Hydrocodone. I've posted my stories without any expectation of recompense other than an occasional appreciative comment.
I've been reading some Ken Follette lately; he makes mistakes too. I read an old Larry McMurtry the other day; what a mess, and he gets an occasional Pulitzer! Some of F. Scott Fitzgerald's stuff stinks, but he's considered a giant.
I'm sure you're good at what you really do. The posting on Literotica is just for fun. I enjoy what you post. Please continue. I miss guys like Francis MacComber, Rehnquist, and the Troubador.
Jedd Clampett (carvohi)
It's a five of course. Warts and all it's a five!

Of some hydrocodone in this one. Don't remember Chuck singing 'Love Potion #9, I do remember The Clovers, The T-Bones and the big hit by The Searchers. Loved Lisa's costumes; even though I was raised Baptist I envisioned the school girl outfit to be a Catholic schoolgirl but she didn't have a sexy teacher, nurse or office lady? What was it with me and women? Was I that stupid? He was joking, right? Good thing for me I never lived in Pennsylvania or I sure as hell would have been found by at least one of your crazy women. I just wonder when Susan first started riding on the short bus? There were at least four seriously damaged people in this story, I'm pretty sure Lisa and Larry will be alright. Roland probably will make it, wouldn't bet anything I couldn't afford to lose on Susan though, don't really see any reason to wish her anything at all. All I can say Jedd is since you've stated that most of your stories are based at least in part on the true life of your self or those close to you it must have never been boring. Signed: BTW

I saw my Primary Care physician Thursday ... for the skin infection which got into my right eye, making it really hard to see. She gave me a shot in the butt and ten days of Amoxicillin. The infection has cleared up except the damage to my nose ridge, but that should clear up soon too.

I saw my neurologist on Friday (she's new) and we talked for nearly fifteen minutes about the plot of LNH ... then about the nerve damage in my feet. I go back in for testing either next week, or the week after. Basically, they shock all my muscle groups to determine how bad things are.
Mentally, I'm still a freaking mess. I haven't written anything new in five days now. An old friend who helped me with Ebb Tide is giving what I've done a look to see if he can give me a kick in the pants.
Otherwise, I've been poking at 'Oh No!' and 'If this is a Harem Story' to no real affect.
Perhaps, when the anxiety and passions of this election pass, my mind will straighten out a bit. Here is to hoping.
Thank you for asking, WhitePaint.
James aka FinalStand

I went to the most incompetent dental surgeon's office today. We arrived at noon for the prep for my surgery at one o'clock. The woman at the window informed us we didn't have an appointment. Then she discovered we didn't have an anesthesiologist so she'd cancelled our appointment ~ by calling the wrong home number - twice. She had my wife's mobile number, but never called it. The call to confirm the cancellation never came - because she had the WRONG DAMN NUMBER! My wife called to confirm the appointment this morning around 9 and they told us to show up ... Fucking Idiots! Best of all, the referred us to another surgeon on the opposite side of town, but they wouldn't call them. We had to. They will see me at 3:30 today for the consultation, not the surgery. I fasted for nothing. Better yet, the initial dentist won't renew my Oxycodone and Amoxicillin to help me deal with the inflammation on the right side of my jaw. The lower left and upper right were also infected. Those two areas are now under control ... until I run out of pills. So ... I remain in a great deal of pain, am depressed and waiting for the next full-blown manic phase to hit and ruin my sleep ... and in limbo. I apologize to everyone for making you wait even longer for Chapter 39. I am not in the mood for writing a happy ending right now and I don't want to ruin what I have found to be an upbeat, if cathartic, tale. FinalStand