Have a headache? Here, have an aspirin.
How many people were walking around hooked on heroin back in the day? Plenty.
Tuberculosis and pneumonia were both prevalent 100 years ago and products containing heroin were prescribed for both, amongst other non- life threatening ailments. Heroin was first synthesized by a man named Charles Romley Alder Wright in 1874. He decided after some testing that it wasn’t safe and ditched it.
Felix Hoffman picked it up again for Bayer chemist Heinrich Dreser to mess around with near the turn of the century. He came to the conclusion that it was a miracle drug with no known side effects.
By 1913 there were so many heroin addicts that Bayer was forced to stop making the drug.
In case you don’t know me, I have chronic pain. I complain about it on my primary blog. It’s a hard life and there really isn’t many options at my disposal.
I would knock myself out with a frying pan, but that would sort of defeat the purpose.
I reluctantly started taking hydrocodone about 3 years ago, but stuck to my rules:
The pain must be at least at a level 7 or above.
I have to be going someplace where I’ll be doing a lot of walking.
Until recently, I had total control over it. The only two things I am addicted to is cigarettes and coffee, so come on doc, give me some pills. I’ll be a good girl.
But I started saying fuck it more often, even though I didn’t really need to take any. I was also taking higher doses because I felt like I deserved to feel good for a change.
And yes, Vicodin does make you feel good, because it is basically synthetic heroin.
I had my “adopted” daughter come visit me last week. I was really grumpy and didn’t feel good, which is normal. I rarely feel well, yet I didn’t meet my criteria for taking a hydrocodone.
I decided that I wanted to have a nice time, so I took 10mg. I don’t ever take that much. I felt like I was rewarding myself somehow. That’s what the drug does to your brain, it tickles the part that brings us pleasure, so it starts to crave it.
Scary shit indeed. I have a bottle of the most dangerous drug in America right now in my kitchen cupboard and the only thing stopping me from taking any is my willpower.
Plus the fact that I don’t want to be a female escort. My rates would be lower because I’m old and fat, but there’s a market.
I haven’t taken one in 5 days and my urge to do so isn’t that strong. I’d like to keep it that way, so I am back to following my rules again.
Addiction is nothing new. We need to all be aware of how easily falling into the trap is. At least unlike the people from a century ago, we know the truth.