ThanksWhosa. My gambling has been minimal. I KNOW fucking better yet I do it. WTF? Your needle pic reminds me of the days when I'd fill a needle with Dilaudid 4mg and some high-quality cocaine. I loved it and hung on for dear life. The beer I drink now is mostly Heineken. In the 70's, I was a computer programmer at a beer importer. I'd work days.
After playing in some bar, we'd roar up to the beer wholesaler (Gary Beer in Bridgeport, CT) and scout around for breakage. If a bottle or two broke out of a case, it was returned to the warehouse and set in a corner. I could get breakage for free and we'd strap it onto the backs of our bikes. We imported beer from around the world plus Schlitz! (Ha ha ha). The Teamster guys would ask me, "Mikie, are you coming in at 9am?" I'd say, "Not today, anyway."
Even on the clinic, I can double up on my dose (77mg) and get tired. Then, I'm fucked on the following day. Or if I get a call-back.
I've been on nicotine lozenges for 16 monthsnow. Praise God that I quit smoking. My lungs are messed up at my age (64). I am hoping that the lady doc will prescribe so I can get off this shit.
Also, my sex life is nil. I don't miss headboard-banging sex; just the companionship. Ha ha. Mikie

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