As some of you know, I took a little time off recently to try and get my life and body in sync. Both were falling apart and I could do nothing but stand back and watch and hurt. I've been in physical pain for over 20 years and I thought I could handle it for twenty more if I had too, but it would be nice if sometimes you got a day off. A day of "not hurting". A day to breathe for a few minutes before your whole body starts throbbing again. You read everywhere about pain pills and how people are abusing them, and they are. Doctors offices are giving out pain medication to young kids that only cancer victims on their death beds once got.
They're handing out Oxycontin to kids with a broken foot or a "migraine". I have broken most of the major bones in my body and never had more than aspirin or some Tylenol. So what is going on? I know old people, personally, who are selling their pain medications to live on. They make $600 a month on Social Security and $2000 a month selling Percocets and Oxyie's. Medicaid pays for their medication and they make anywhere from $6 to $10 a pill for a Percocet. Oxyie's? They go for a $1.00 a mg. and the milligrams go up and over 100 mg. or more. Pain pills are a scourge on society and have left crack and cocaine in the dust.
Kids are getting hooked, people are getting pissed and people like myself, who cannot function without them, are getting fucked. I need these things to live. I need these things to have any resemblance of a life, not a normal life, but any kind of life. I read these articles in newspapers and magazines about the "Pain Pill Craze" that is taking over not just this country, but the world. These people think the remedy is for doctors to quit writing pain medications. They don't give a thought to the people who are in chronic pain and hurt every second of every day. They hurt with every breath they take for as long as they live. If these people knew how many times people like myself think of putting a gun in their mouth and blowing their brains out maybe, just maybe, they would come up with a different solution. I have the solution.
Piss test everyone they prescribe these drugs too, weekly, and they better have the drug in their system and in the right amount and not have any other illegal drugs in their systems. I haven't had a piss test in two years. Why? You should give them a piss test and watch them piss. When I was a young buck working construction there were a 100 ways to beat a piss test. There are probably a 1000 now. You have to watch them piss, because most bring clean urine in with them when they know they are going to get tested.
Make the doctor's office call these people and tell them they have a hour to come in and get tested. Believe me if you hurt, if you hurt like I do, you'll be there with your dick in your hand and maybe bring your own cup. No joke, this is serious business and kids are getting hooked. I know them. I can be in the doctor's office and can tell you who is and who is not a fucking junkie and so can the doctors. Wait.., Doctors?
I should say PA's, or NA's or any other letters they put on people who work "under" doctors and are allowed to prescribe pain pills powerful enough to kill an elephant. It has been years since I have saw a "real" certified doctor for pain. I've seen them for my prostate cancer. I've seen them for my hand surgeries. I have saw them for many things a PA can't do. But they let these flunkies write the drug presciptions so they can stay above the flay. If doctors were only ones who gave out pain pills, the drug companies would go broke. They won't do it and I'm glad. I have a file six inches thick and no doctor in the world is going to take the time to read it. They will get rid of me and millions of others so fast the sound we make will carry around the world. But it is what it is, right?
I didn't start this to tell about my pain or go on this rant about pain pills. I was going to write a few lines about why I've been gone. It was the pain and my family, especially my mother-in-law who we now have in an Assisted Living Facility (sic). Every time we go see her, she'll stop talking and say, "Well, I believe I'll go on home". She'll start to get up and out come the lies. They should call Alzheimer's, Lies-heimer's. Every word you say is a lie except I love you and I'll see you soon. Every time they say "why" it breaks my heart and they say it often. Almost every word is "why". "You can't go home momma". "Why"? "The doctor has to release you momma." "Why? "For you to get you well, momma." "Why?" Why? Why? Why?" It will break your heart when they act like little kids and keep saying Why". "Why is the sky blue daddy?" I just don't know anymore, but I wish with all my heart that I was the kid asking the questions again. Old age is a bitch!


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Kids have it all and all I can see is easy access to everything including drugs is going to turn this into an Orwell police state when we are gone.
Now there is a book idea for ya Kenny.
HUGGGGGGGGGG
Mary, thank you. My dentist gives out Tylenol with codeine, period. He has many customers walk out pissed off!
Hell happened.
Sorry, buddy..
Nietzsche: "To live is to suffer, to survive is
to find some meaning in the suffering. .."
yes, but what the f. could it be?
"Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars. "
Khalil Gibran
says.
Yeah yeah i know that..what is the point, is my point?
"Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved. "
Helen Keller..
ambition? success?
hmpf..
suffering succotash! take yer dick in hand to the doc's at an hr's notice! haw.
I have Fibromyalgia. refuse to take the mind altering drugs. However, my pain is not that severe. Dr. said....you wait and see...you'll want it then! Still pushing!
In the 50s and 60s there was a thing called script doctors. You would buy your drugs by the 1000...because it was cheaper that way. Homes might be virtual pharmacies. Regulation stopped that. I think it is actually much better now.
Trying to remember a movie from that era about women in a New England town. All about drugs...had a well known theme song.
Am stuck...any help with this?
Glad you are back. Hope you will find some comfort with your pain. The other issue is a tragedy for all of us.
Lezlie
ten years trying to control crazy pain
ten years thinking i was better off
17 years on oxy
ten years on aleve
ten years on aleve and kidney problems
no more aleve
back to the oxy's
not everything is about addiction
not everything is about everything
survival is very second
recognition is understanding
I always fill the prescription but I never take them. I have a stash that could kill ten herds of elephants because I worry if I ever needed a pain pill, I won't have one or maybe I won't be able to afford them when I finally do need them so I save them like a crazy hoarder.
I'm glad you're back. You and Teri and her mom are in my thoughts. Please don't kill yourself. You'd break alotta hearts my friend.
The only things I have ever found that really help me with my pain (and they are not 100%, mind you) and which require no MD or PA or any other letter of the alphabet, are:
Bromelain
It's a natural enzyme, a real anti-inflammatory, which I take on an empty stomach in the morning, or more often when pain's worse. By a company called Country Life.
An athlete taught me about this one. He suffers from chronic pain due to injury. He said it helped him, now it's helping me. No prescription. No side effects. It's from pineapple. Go figure.
And:
MSM(powdered form)
Dude! Nothing's worked for me like this stuff. And believe it or not, even some Feed and Grain supply places carry it, for horses, in POWDER form, in bulk, really really really cheap.
This you NEVER want to take on an empty stomach, but with juice, slightly sweetened, and with a meal. Or in milk/soy milk/rice milk/whatever, sweetened, at mealtime. Start with a tablespoon, increase frequency as need arises, always taking at least a little food with each dose.
These two things SAVED me. I was in too much pain to function last summer. I'm now up and around and doing more.
I urge you to think about it.
Peace be with you, brother.
Pea-Dubb
Your last paragraph just brought tears. My heart aches for you, for your family, and for your mother-in-law. Prayers of peace to all of you. R
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Yeah...... the pain. My own is so little - so far - but I do not tolerate pain well and I'll not walk that road very far.
Bravo!
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