Yeah you were smart enough to not overdose, thankfully
Oh, I ODed numerous times, by proper definition. I just was lucky to not die. I woke up with the needle in my arm still, more than once.
It was my second stint at a rehab that solved that issue for me. The first rehab was pretty much like a spa. The second one was straight up regular people. It sucked so much that I didn't want to deal with those junkies again and I was pretty much opiate free until the wreck.
I was fairly well behaved with my prescribed drugs after the wreck - if anything I'd take too few. I still have some left all these years later.
I've been on Suboxone since February of 2020. Valentine's day, as memory serves.
Damn. That sucks.
That's why I live with the pain.
I could get opiates, I'm pretty sure. All I have to do is tell my doctor that I'm done with the Suboxone and that I'm just going to buy my opiates off the street. That'll get their attention.
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