Lucky break today. Was getting early signs of a bad migraine when some pills I hadn't really expected to see until next week showed up, so I'm feeling good where otherwise I would have had to hope for the best with OTC (in England) painkillers and knocking myself out with a high dose of diaz. So, instead, I got the grace-saving latter ingredients in the following 'fuck you, migraine' cocktail. All that's missing is a few sumatriptan and ideally vics or lortabs, but the hydro would be purely for kicks. Still, can't complain on:
1 litre pure gf juice
1mg Etizolam
40 mgs diaz
180mgs Morph - 6 x crushed msts with coating removed. Migraine may still exist somewhere, but I can't feel it. Long week: tension and preoccupation obliterated.
About 1g, so far of, some unspectacular but nice enough mid-grade bud, which saved me from resorting to booze, ibuprofen/codeine pills (not equipped to do a decent CWE, and maxing out ibuprofen dose once every 4 hours only gets 50mgs of codeine a time, not much use when I have a middling tolerance), and a stopgap, head-shop bought 'incense blend' I picked up just in case. Spice-alike, but AM-something or other as the active, so it's very strong when first tasted after a few days with nothing to smoke, but short-acting with a rapidly developing tolerance. Makes it sort of crack-like, in a cannabinoid way: you smoke more to less effect, and smoke it till it's gone. Also got a very mild edge of paranoia to it - worth having in a pinch, if, like me, not smoking something means you'll drink a bottle of wine and take 4 x 200/12.5 ibuprofen/codeine tablets to deal with the resulting migraine (alcohol's a near-certain trigger), but inferior to spice, let alone the real thing. Feels highly chemical and possibly a little neurotoxic - that's the blowback effect of prohibition for ya, but helps with nausea.
All in all, a mild, balanced high that dealt quickly with all migraine syptoms, saving the day which would otherwise have been spent trying to get to sleep, wearing sunglasses indoors, being unable to read, listen to music, watch movies or hold conversations, et cetera. Unmedicated, those headaches can make a quick, painless death seem like a wet dream. With the right tools at hand, they're a perfect excuse to get gently high, decline social drinking, and post random shit on BL. Even gave me an excuse to skip meeting friends to watch the football (soccer) cup final in a pub - I don't mind the game, but football crowds at pubs are obnoxious at the best of times, and my body is telling me it needs a break from booze. Fun weekend to chill and just digest election results for a convalescent politics fiend in Europe: dramatic local elections across the UK Thursday, London Mayoral result not final till early hours of this morning, elections in Greece (resurgent Neo-Nazis in the mix, 'Golden Dawn') tomorrow, along with the decisive round of the French pPesidential race. Sarko is parly to blame for my migraines. His face makes me sad, and the hard-right rhetoric on immigration is pretty repulsive, coming from a half-Jewish boy (I'm Jewish myself, getting out of Romania to then-Palestine and the US/UK saved my family) with roots in Hungary. Not to mention his deserving to be humiliated for the whole Carla Bruni pantomime.
Sorry for the long post. M and bud make me chatty, as do elections, and the former two saved my stomach and liver a lot of irritation today, on top of evasing migraine hell at the last possible second. Can't help but share the joy...and wish I could enhance it with just a little hydrocodone, but I've never had so much as a 5/500 Vic this side of the pond, save when an ex with a prescription bought them over from DC. They're much buzzier than dhc or morph, and complement it nicely in moderate doses.
Enjoy the weekend.
