Taking two Tylenol PM on top of two Benadryl, and then taking two more Bendryl only three hours later makes the consulting nurse nervous enough to call the doctor. The doctor says I shouldn't be alone and shouldn't be allowed to go to sleep for the next two or three hours, lest I stop breathing.
Wolfling isn't here, so I had to call my parents, God bless them.
Mom is here now.
Looks like we'll be going through the McDonald's drive-through for a Diet Coke for me, then watch Wolfhound.
I'm not particularly worried, I just feel stupid.