Cunting christ mate! you should sue that piece of shit for malpractice. I'd have been seriously tempted to kidnap him and megadose him on fentanyl for a few years, before jamming massive doses of naloxone repeatedly into him. And then do the same with naltrexone, and just leave him to see if opioid withdrawals actually would kill him.
And perhaps just before him ending, give him a few H contacts, just so I could watch his life go straight down the toilet screaming.
And methadone btw is an NMDA antagonist, not an agonist, although a relatively weak one (read, don't expect dissociative holes to happen unless perhaps you had a truly monstrous tolerance to opioids to begin with; and it would have to be HUGE before you could possibly survive enough methadone to try. Should be ideal for severe pain with a neuropathic element though.
And alcohol services cutting people off? I'd have thought they'd know better than to risk something like that, which could kill some poor bastard or leave them a vegetable pretty easily. At least I would if it weren't for having a regular GP fuck me off in an emergency, before I had a modest increase in my chlormethiazole supply, an extra bottle when and as needed, although the drs take great delight in telling me 'we are watching you' for some reason, which imo is a bit fucked up, telling somebody once at the outset is one thing but they've only just stopped, at least atm, giving me that same routine, and threatening to cut me off and tell me to just go to hospital if I have a seizure (I'm not taking it for detox, it might not be licensed in this country for seizure treatment and prophylaxis, but its my preferrred med for the purpose due to its being, at least to me, extremely forgiving with regards to tolerance/physical dependency development, of which theres been none, even taking it 3x daily at minimum over several years, something I'd NEVER get away with on a benzo, as well as its being both super-fast acting, ideal when I've only got seconds to open a bottle and get a couple down me and lie down safely on the sofa, as well as being effective in what I'm taking it for)
Before I got the treatment supply though I only had the prophylactic dose, meaning if a seizure was starting I had no choice but to take some from my prophylaxis regime and abort the onset of the damnable things with that. One dr wouldn't help me at all when I asked for some so I could treat them rather than have to hope for the unrealistic 100% seizure free all day and night, every day and night. That bitch actually told me to 'go and have the seizures then' and was so unspeakably outright offensive, even admitting to breaking her hippocratic oath and to malpractice, knowing I've no proof, it being the two of us alone in the consulting room, before I started relentlessly crushing her spirit under the weight of a logical analysis of the situation, my needs and her conduct. Although she got so rude I did end up replying in kind (once, one offensive word, on my part, almost got me kicked out of the surgery, when it was in response to receiving a barrage of abuse by a little piece of shit who ought to be struck off for what she did and the way she went about doing it.)
Even kept insisting i just get lost and go to hospital ER, when the seizure that was going to happen, hadn't yet and may not have done for a couple of days, I'd never have been seen, they wouldn't do a thing, of that I'm certain, and I'd have waited 7-10 hours just to be spoken to and told to go away. And when she told me, this bitch dr, wait until you have a seizure first..
I pointed out that they most often start off atonic, meaning they leave me completely unable to move, other than to breathe and move my eyes. Sometimes I can just barely move a few fingers, slowly, and ask family for help using sign language (I picked up a fair bit of ASL during the time my psychotic hellwhore. unworthy of being autistic, snake in the grass toxic fucking bitch former housemate from the abyss was here from her) but aside from that, there is no way I could even ring for an ambulance to begin with, its difficult to do if you can't move and are rendered mute. Pointed that out to this bitch GP in crystal clear terms and she still demanded I do that, until she eventually cracked, when I just kept pressing her and nailing her to a metaphorical cross, and admitted that yes, she was just saying that to get me out of her office faster so she didn't have to bother with my medical needs and didn't give a damn about the fact she was actively forcing me into a situation where I'd have no coverage, berating me even for treating one of the seizures that broke through, answering 'yes' to the question 'so I should just have stayed there and suffered, then, should I, doctor?'
There are some real gormless wankers, out there in the medical world, who think the sun shines out of the eye of their fucking dick/cunt/both and are more interested in not allowing any patient anything that could possibly have a recreational use, and in covering their own arses, regardless of why the patient is seeing them ;that never should have been given any form of medical license.