So very true about the lifestyle being worse than the drug itself. And yea basically all cops and medical profs treat you like the scum from a sewage plant but every once in a blue moon you get a dr or nurse who is totally caring and understanding. One of the times i went to the er bc i was so ill i figured they treat me and street me like usual. This was when i was doing like 80 worth of really high grade iv a day, so i felt like offing myself i was so sick. Anyways i get seen and the nurse starts the diagnostic, my bp is through the roof eyes the size of saucers, yawning sneezing runny nose, text book to a tee. But i dont come right out and say why im there, so she starts asking uestions, and finally i kind of sheepiszhly say i think im in wd from painkillers. And she was like lol thats it? Aw ok sweetheart well get you fixed up. Indina dr came in, who super nice. Was like were going to give you an iv of bupe and oral ativan and a banana bag/fluids. Nurse came back gave me the meds and basically sat there with me for an hour or so telling me how her husband was a heroin addict and how she went through it with him and that i reminded her of him. Got me an extra blanket and gingerale and admitted me for the night. I stayed clean for almost a year the day i left. And as it happened, like a month before that relapse i ran into that same nurse at the st patricks parade here in bmore, thousands of ppl and i see her (tbh she was pretty hot, so not hard to miss) but i thought about it and went over to her and basically said im sure you dont remember this but you trfeated me at so and so hospital and ive gotten clean and you really changed my life. She gave me a hug and said im so happy for you...yea i fucked up and ended up back in it, but there are a few ppl out there that understand.