Last week we went to the ER because he had a pre-abscess in his throat from Strep and it was swollen very bad. He was given IV antibiotics and steroids in the ER and a prescription for antibiotics and Vicodin.
Honestly, I was worried about giving him the Vicodin because he's only 12, (also strong history of addiction on his father's side of family) so only gave him one a day until the abscess was healed. There were still 15 left in the bottle.
Tonight I was having the worst pain ever in my abdomen. It honestly felt like someone was sticking their hands up my vagina and squeezing my uterus. I took one of my son's Vicodin.
The pain hasn't completely gone away, but I don't feel like I am going to die now. Bash Away.