afternoon?...i took my last 1/2 oxy pain killer...got over the 48 hour withdrawal hump this weekend...also attended an NA Meeting a day for the past week...except yesterday and today which was D-Day for my so called "Weening Process"(knew i was gonna be very sick and weak for at least 2 days so i scheduled my final kick for an entire weekend so i could make work monday am)...gotta tell you folks...this shid is "SEDUCTIVE".....can take a 50+ year old man and make'im feel like he was 20 again...all day long...for about $15 a day...then?...$30...then?...$50...etc. etc. etc.....
The withdrawls are brutal...night 1 wasn't too too bad...friday night...he11...i had just quit friday afternoon...but last night?..saturday night?...Night2?...i spent the night in a shakedown of chills and sweats...felt like every muscle i owned had been filleted from my body and every fiber of my body was being shreaded by firey red hot blades from hell...feet were freezing like frostbite (especially the toes) meanwhile back up top?..my head was on fire and my chest had a puddle of sweat on it...i smoked weed to combat the nausea (RE: Tommy Chongs Advice too Rush Limbaugh ((when he was flunking out of his 2nd rehab))...and to combat stress related heart failure and spent most of saturday night almost rubbing the plating off the cross blanca busa (aka Saiid) got me and begging god to let me live through this.
well?...I guess i lived through it but...wife took the two little ones Rachel 12 and Marissa 17 (and a daughters friend) too Blueridge....on my 52 BD weekend..then my oldest daughter and her boyfriend came by to pick me up to take me to my parents today for my BD dinner...they know what i've been through...they didn't leave me...and this all started over tooth pain and going full dentures (w/ 17 teeth yanked in one sitting) that lead to my addition to pain killers...which run rampant in many areas of my daily life...as i'm certain they do in every small town across our nation by now...which is why i shared this experience with you as it is said...
"A wise man learns from his own mistakes...but a VERY wise man learns from the mistakes of others"
trust me folks...you never wanna feel like this...l8r...bill.
The withdrawls are brutal...night 1 wasn't too too bad...friday night...he11...i had just quit friday afternoon...but last night?..saturday night?...Night2?...i spent the night in a shakedown of chills and sweats...felt like every muscle i owned had been filleted from my body and every fiber of my body was being shreaded by firey red hot blades from hell...feet were freezing like frostbite (especially the toes) meanwhile back up top?..my head was on fire and my chest had a puddle of sweat on it...i smoked weed to combat the nausea (RE: Tommy Chongs Advice too Rush Limbaugh ((when he was flunking out of his 2nd rehab))...and to combat stress related heart failure and spent most of saturday night almost rubbing the plating off the cross blanca busa (aka Saiid) got me and begging god to let me live through this.
well?...I guess i lived through it but...wife took the two little ones Rachel 12 and Marissa 17 (and a daughters friend) too Blueridge....on my 52 BD weekend..then my oldest daughter and her boyfriend came by to pick me up to take me to my parents today for my BD dinner...they know what i've been through...they didn't leave me...and this all started over tooth pain and going full dentures (w/ 17 teeth yanked in one sitting) that lead to my addition to pain killers...which run rampant in many areas of my daily life...as i'm certain they do in every small town across our nation by now...which is why i shared this experience with you as it is said...
"A wise man learns from his own mistakes...but a VERY wise man learns from the mistakes of others"
trust me folks...you never wanna feel like this...l8r...bill.