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John_Burrows

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Standing in the kitchen and noticing a little white spec on the floor burried in the corner.. And discovering it's an 8mg dilaudid :-)
 
On your way to helping a family member move, you find a 10mg percocet as you get into the car.

Also, opening an untapped medicine cabinet.


Happiness is just a phone call away!
 
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I think I knew I was junkie when I realized that having the doctor place my monthly script for dillies in my hand is the greatest moment of joy I currently experience.

Finding a pain management doc that said "sure thing" to continuing my monthly dilly fix was kinda like going on a date and finally meeting someone you think you could marry.

At the moment, I am currently rehearsing my speech in which I am going to ask my doc for extra pills. I even have a moment where I am clearly holding back tears.

If he agrees, its going to be like a fucking orgasm.
 
John_Burrows said:
I think I knew I was junkie when I realized that having the doctor place my monthly script for dillies in my hand is the greatest moment of joy I currently experience.

Finding a pain management doc that said "sure thing" to continuing my monthly dilly fix was kinda like going on a date and finally meeting someone you think you could marry.

At the moment, I am currently rehearsing my speech in which I am going to ask my doc for extra pills. I even have a moment where I am clearly holding back tears.

If he agrees, its going to be like a fucking orgasm.
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thats wat im talkn about

walkn out the pharmy with a freshy scrip of oc80s for 4 dollars
ooooooooooo weee
 
The morning I woke up and thought I was out of pills, and my buddy telling me I still had a preloaded syringe on the table next to the couch I passed out on because I was too f'd to even get past getting it all set up...best breakfast EVER...and then looking in the dresser drawer only to realize I spilled at least four or five that I also thought were also gone scattered all over the drawer...at least the first half of the day was full of suprised and make that day so much better.
 
Cleaning your desk only to discover half an OC 80 wrapped in cellophane from weeks ago. (Yeah, cleaning the desk can wait...)
 
Tidying my bedroom and finding a nice full baggie that I had previously hid and forgotten about. :)
 
Crushing up oreos (little black cookies for those who aren't familiar), mixing the crumbs with a big heap of vanilla ice cream, adding gummy worms, and calling it "Worms n Dirt." :)


oh and then eating it of course
 
Ya I'd have to go with finding oxycontin. Although I've never really lost oxy for prolonged periods of time. Because, I don't know if this is just me, but if I have drugs, I know (well, 99% of the time) what I have, and how much I have, and where it should be. If I go check to where it should be, and it's not there, I panic and start going to all my stash spots. Then when I calm down and start thinking logically I go back to the original spot and say "I know it was here, if it's not there, the only possibility is it falling down somewhere." I take a step back, judge the area (carpet or not carpet, messy floor or not messy, what was around the pill, etc.). Once I have that figured out, I basically make an estimate of how far it could have fallen and bounced, given my inspection of the area. So I basically make a radius of where it could be - then the search begins.

It usually is only 20mins max until I find it. The happiness is a combination of finding the pill, and the reward of logical thinking paying off.


I wonder if anyone else does stuff like this. I can't be the only one.
 
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