Snowed, Stoned, Stupified

While I was blogging last night, the nurse gave Dad some oral pain meds. The next thing Mom and I knew, he was zoning out on our conversation with a completely glazed look. The nurse helped us get him in bed and he slept- deeply- until we roused him for a walk around 7:00 AM. After the walk, he quickly nodded off. He was in and out...mostly out, most of the day. You can call it wasted, knackered, zonked, toasted or blitzed, stoned snowed or stupified, but any way you say it, it means he won't get those meds again!