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So I had my first taste of fentanyl today
Nothing special
Only slightly loopy while watching the monitor as they jammed the probe four feet up my ass
Felt like I could have driven home, but they wouldn't let me
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They kinda left it up to me how much happyjuice I got. They gave me a bit and I never asked for more, and before I knew it the procedure was over with. Weird seeing my innards on the screen. Very clean, I got high marks for the asslikeafirehose prep
I've seen that shit take too many lives.
Vasectomy? Nothing. Not even ice (balls of steel). Drove myself home.
I was given vicodin when I was 16 for what was believed to be a stress fracture from football. Didn't do shit. Hurt just as bad, and didn't get me high at all. All encounters with opioid prescriptions since have been a waste. I've never really had any reaction to them, positive or negative. They go down the throat, and nothing's changed with me. Franny.
Most powerful painkiller I've ever experienced is plain ol' aspirin coupled with a little adrenaline. I had four knee surgeries before my senior year in high school, never mind all of the minor injuries from being the most comically undersized football player ever, and most school days I limped around from class to class, barely able to get up out of my chair or lift my arms above my head, but pop four aspirin and gut it out through warmups, and I'd be full sprint for practice. Every game was four aspirin before warmups and three at halftime.
I'm not sure I fit in around here: I'm the guy who had to rehab from a fucking aspirin addiction... I still sometimes dose up a bit with the ol' Vitamin A before a track day if I'm nursing one of my frequent old man injuries.
I guess I'm fortunate in that I never cared for the opioid high. I've seen a lot of people abusing the shit like it's no more serious than weed. My brother and his wife were taking them recreationally for years...even finding ways to import from Mexico. It was sad and worrisome for me but luckily they seem to have moved on from that phase with no lingering effects.
I spent a couple of years bashing the way people have changed weed since the stores all opened. I compared the search for more and more potency to chasing the dragon and resisted the super high THC (like 30%) bud. I flat refused to have anything to do with extract oils, dabs or wtf ever that shit is, etc.
Now I do it too. My tolerance is so through the roof that I have to laugh at myself for the attitude I had. I definitely can't claim any high ground on the matter of drug use with where my weed habit has gotten to.
Vicodin works well with Jack Daniels, or so I recall from a root canal I had in 1992