More or less at that moment, my family came home and there were gasps.
I woke up feeling mildly sore, quite tired, but not so bad! And then it got interesting.
And then a part of my brain that I did not know existed basically blurted out FRAK YEAH I DO.
Now remember that I was only “mildly sore.”
I was discharged on a Sunday night with an opioid prescription. I asked if there would be trouble filling this on a Sunday night. (Ominous music)
I proceeded to freak out. This is exactly what I was afraid of. I was no longer under care, with medicine for at least a day.
While I was standing in line for this (finally)… the exact pain that sent me to the ER in the first place returned.
The prescription said every four hours as needed. I never took more than two a day. And then I stopped taking them.
- My first migraine headache in ten years
- Dramatic loss of energy
- Extreme irritability
I was in withdrawal. For taking less than 50% of the allowed/prescribed dosage on the bottle.
This crisis is real. Even if you think these people are weak, it only underscores the predatory nature of the crisis.
I found that chocolate helps with withdrawal. This was later confirmed by a medical professional in the family, but I discovered it on my own by inexplicably eating all of the Halloween candy like an animal.