I appreciate the back up, but I don't see how ya put away the amount I do and not be an alkie. Nowadays, I can put away a half gallon every three days and really don't get much more than a buzz. Can't remember the last time I was truly drunk. Just doesn't effect me that way anymore. And I drink whiskey! Just because ya ain't stupid on the stuff doesn't give ya a pass. My liver is prolly pickled by now.
That comes from buildin' up an immunity to the stuff. A ****ed up back will tend to do that to ya. Doctors don't make it any easier either. They're so afraid of the DEA, they aren't willin' to stick their neck out any more. So many lowlifes run around doc shoppin' in order to get Codeine or Oxy for recreational use, that the feds have started watchin' the pharmacies for particular scripts.
I've been on one pain killer or another since '98. It seems it gets tougher every year to convince these guys I have a legitimate beef. Even though I've only had two doctors in 15 years, I am still treated like some kind of druggie, even though I'm on a strict daily consumption. That's where my scotch comes in.
The assholes that abuse the stuff, like our ant farm friends at the DUmp, are makin' it downright impossible for those of us who legitimately need it in order to live any kind of normal life. I haven't slept more than 2 hours continuously in better than 6 years and without Codeine, I don't sleep at all! I'm sure some here have probably noticed I haven't logged out for days occasionally.
Right now I have to report to a pain management clinic for an eval or my doc will not renew my next script. I take 1, 7.5/325 HydroCodone every 4 hrs and have been for better than 8 years. Without them, I can't get outa the damn bed! The older I get, the worse it gets. Like I have said before, I need at least another 2 screws and possibly more. Seems like it's a never ending cycle.
My problem is, I let it go too long in the first place. By the time I took it serious, I had damaged the nerves to the point of no return. That's what happens when ya think you're the meanest sumbitch in the valley in construction. All I did was make it worse. Hindsight and all that. Still, I can stand with the best of 'em and will continue to try until they put me in a chair.
Ah well, I've always played the hand that was dealt me, and don't plan to change any time soon. I'll survive, always have, and I've been dealt worse a coupla times. That bitch runnin' over me back in '72 was the worst! What really pisses me off is she totally ****ed my 45 Flathead! Ya know what it would be worth nowadays????????