So instead of looking it this as another setback, I see this as another chance to enjoy some vicodin. It's not every day that you get to bedazzle your brain with some powerful-bad drugs that don't make you puke. In fact, I wrote a poem about it. It goes something like this:
Oh vicadin, you put me in a lovely trance.
Just a small swallow
And I will wallow
With this sweet, sweet drug romance.