Ah, Vicodin, how I love thee...
Dec. 1st, 2003 06:49 pmWell, I broke down and went to the doctor's office, and they said that whatever I have, it's not strep, just some really nasty bug. They gave me some antibiotics just in case, and some Vicodin for the pain...two pills and five minutes later I can actually eat, and fifteen minutes later I'm stretched out in bed feeling like I've just had the best sex of my life (pain? What pain?). I'm starting to see why it is people get addicted to prescription painkillers - the mild euphoria aside, it's just so nice to Not Be Constantly In Pain. I can only imagine what it's like for someone with, say, chronic arthritis...
@->--Rose
@->--Rose
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Date: 2003-12-01 08:04 pm (UTC)So far as the prescription painkillers goes, you have nailed the biggest reason why doctors generally try to only prescribe narcotics -- you get hooked on them at first to dodge the pain, and then wake up one day to the unpleasant realization that you need to have some to make it through the day.
But then, I'm the guy who won't even take tylenol with codeine after getting a tooth pulled, so... y'know... what do I know?
Right. Another little break having ended, back to the paper(s) at hand...
--Brian
It could be (has been) worse...
Date: 2003-12-02 11:16 am (UTC)Then again, Rose wouldnt have had that benefit, being female and all, so they couldnt do much for her pain. Poor, poor women...
Speaking of Rose and drugs, the Vicodin may give you the impression youve just had the best sex of your life, but it doesnt do orgasms (yet). When they figure out something that does, I will be minorly worried because Rose and many like here will tell applying lovers "begone, for you are merely mortal!" and pop another pill. Then again, most of us men will probably be in the same state, so I doubt we would care.
Hail Soma.