Was running RRREEEALLY low on my pain meds as of yesterday. Had 2x10mg lynlor left, and 5x30mg zomorph (morphine XR, capsules, contents are tiny microbeads that don't gel up or any nastiness like that, but due to the XR not being 100% broken when powdered in a mortar and pestle, water added, filtered and shot, one can add more water and leave it until next needing a dose and get whats left in there)
Used the zomorph as my morning shot, popped a couple of 5mg moggies and a chlormethiazole cap (heminevrin, kinda the oddball of the oldschool barbiturate-like downers that has survived until these days. Rarely ever prescribed, but it has special characteristics that make it useful in alcohol detox in an inpatient setting, so unlike all the other barb-like wallbangers it's survived. Got a script for it, although unlicensed for the use, but for seizure control, both prevention and squashing one while it takes to take hold), and then slept the remainder of the day, waking up at about 6, just in time for star trek TOS and then enterprise to come on, waited until those had finished, before another couple of moggies, some clonidine, tizanidine, and slept for as long as possible before IM'ing the remaining morphine, another couple of moggies 3-4x that night, some tizanidine now and then. As I knew I'd be alright today, courtesy of a certain decent individual, from who'm I got 50x5mg methadone tabs, and an 8th of some pretty good gear. Had 20mg 'done straight away orally, as I got ready some foil and a lighter, plus a little glass pipe, and had a good long toot while I waited for the methadone to start working. Plugged another 70-80mg methadone a little bit later, after going to the shops, and arriving back with my back and arms aching like a bastard, having had to carry back two big bottles of coke, a couple of bottles of britvic lime cordial; couple of tins of cigars, and a liter tub each of honeycomb and clotted cream ice cream and raspberry ripple and clotted cream ice cream, 4 packs of chewy sour bubblegum jelly thingies and 2 pots of that cadbury's hot chocolate stuff, because they had none of the....fuckit...forgot what it's called now, a nestle' product, milkshake powder, so I just decided fuckitall, and to throw a load of the hot chocolate powder into jugs of milk, shake the shitting bejeezis out of it and make chocolate milkshake that way. Plus a load of cans of rice pudding, now in the fridge waiting to get nice and cold before I eat any of them.
All together, heavy as bloody well fuck on a stick. Got through the front door, and dropped the shopping straight on the floor and went to grab the glass pipe

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Which come to think of it, I'm going to do again right now.