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Post by vrabinec on Feb 23, 2014 12:24:19 GMT -5
I've never had a drink in my life, but I have a feeling that if I hang around here, I might take it up! Ah, Like Elijah Price in Unbreakable, I have been looking for my opposite. I may have found him. Tell me you're asexual, and my search will be complete. |
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Post by Becca Mills on Feb 23, 2014 13:55:15 GMT -5
I've never had a drink in my life, but I have a feeling that if I hang around here, I might take it up! Ah, Like Elijah Price in Unbreakable, I have been looking for my opposite. I may have found him. Tell me you're asexual, and my search will be complete. Wouldn't he also have to be a crunchy-granola lefty and a man of good taste??  I'm a little hungover this morning. Bah. |
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Post by shawninmon on Feb 23, 2014 15:26:08 GMT -5
Thanks! I rarely mention that I've never had a drink, because I get some strange looks. When I was eleven, I was at an AA meeting with one of my relatives and as I listened to all the testimony, this thought occurred to me: "If I never take a first drink, I'll never have stories of pain like this." With all of the addiction swirling around me, it seems pretty likely that I carry that gene too, and this is the best way to beat it.
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Post by shawninmon on Feb 23, 2014 15:28:18 GMT -5
I've never had a drink in my life, but I have a feeling that if I hang around here, I might take it up! Ah, Like Elijah Price in Unbreakable, I have been looking for my opposite. I may have found him. Tell me you're asexual, and my search will be complete. Sorry, can't help you there, cuz. If I had an addiction as a young man, you just found it. |
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Post by Becca Mills on Feb 23, 2014 15:54:31 GMT -5
Thanks! I rarely mention that I've never had a drink, because I get some strange looks. When I was eleven, I was at an AA meeting with one of my relatives and as I listened to all the testimony, this thought occurred to me: "If I never take a first drink, I'll never have stories of pain like this." With all of the addiction swirling around me, it seems pretty likely that I carry that gene too, and this is the best way to beat it. Sounds like you were an unusually rational and perceptive 11-year-old with a lot of stick-to-it-iveness. And yeah, my husband gets weird looks, too. I think many people assume he's a recovering alcoholic. Whatever -- that's an admirable thing to be. |
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Post by shawninmon on Feb 23, 2014 16:05:13 GMT -5
Thanks! I rarely mention that I've never had a drink, because I get some strange looks. When I was eleven, I was at an AA meeting with one of my relatives and as I listened to all the testimony, this thought occurred to me: "If I never take a first drink, I'll never have stories of pain like this." With all of the addiction swirling around me, it seems pretty likely that I carry that gene too, and this is the best way to beat it. Sounds like you were an unusually rational and perceptive 11-year-old with a lot of stick-to-it-iveness. And yeah, my husband gets weird looks, too. I think many people assume he's a recovering alcoholic. Whatever -- that's an admirable thing to be. Yep. Recovering addict or being a member of the Mormon Church are the likely first two guesses! |
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Post by Becca Mills on Feb 23, 2014 21:02:55 GMT -5
Sounds like you were an unusually rational and perceptive 11-year-old with a lot of stick-to-it-iveness. And yeah, my husband gets weird looks, too. I think many people assume he's a recovering alcoholic. Whatever -- that's an admirable thing to be. Yep. Recovering addict or being a member of the Mormon Church are the likely first two guesses! Not surprisingly, no one guesses my husband is a Mormon!  |
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Post by shawninmon on Feb 23, 2014 21:14:18 GMT -5
Yep. Recovering addict or being a member of the Mormon Church are the likely first two guesses! Not surprisingly, no one guesses my husband is a Mormon! |
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Post by vrabinec on Feb 27, 2014 23:23:15 GMT -5
Ah, yes, here we are. Not only have I had a few, I've had some pain pills, because I had a surprise root canal today. That's right, a SURPRISE root canal. The dentist sent me to this periodontist, and I thought they were doing a checkup. They looked at an OLD root canal I had done 30 years ago, and said it was infected. The dentist, this Dr. Chang (or something like that) comes in and in broken English asks if I want to do the root canal today. I nod. Two second later, the assistant drops twenty pounds of steel tools on the little tray next to me. Knives, hooks, ice picks, that sort of thing. this Dr.Chang was amazing. Quick, fluid motions, everything went on fast, the injections happened before I could object. "Ray back." Poink. "Rittle pinch." Poink. Ponk. 60 minutes and a $293 co=pay later, I'm walking out. My chin is itching because the local is wearing off. I figure, okay. Then around 10 p.m., the shit starts hurting, bad. So the wife opens the freezer. She's got a fucking pharmacy in there. Every time a doctor prescribes pain pills, she buys them, but rarely uses them. So I have a nice selection. I try the morphine, but it doesn;'t do much. I try Advil, but the pain laughs. Then I take there two codeine pills. Voila. Of course, I'm a little nervous taking all this shit within two hours of each other, but I seem to be fine. And the pain is gone. Wash it down with some booze, and I feel like a real junkie. Ah well.
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Post by Becca Mills on Feb 27, 2014 23:37:30 GMT -5
Ah, yes, here we are. Not only have I had a few, I've had some pain pills, because I had a surprise root canal today. That's right, a SURPRISE root canal. The dentist sent me to this periodontist, and I thought they were doing a checkup. They looked at an OLD root canal I had done 30 years ago, and said it was infected. The dentist, this Dr. Chang (or something like that) comes in and in broken English asks if I want to do the root canal today. I nod. Two second later, the assistant drops twenty pounds of steel tools on the little tray next to me. Knives, hooks, ice picks, that sort of thing. this Dr.Chang was amazing. Quick, fluid motions, everything went on fast, the injections happened before I could object. "Ray back." Poink. "Rittle pinch." Poink. Ponk. 60 minutes and a $293 co=pay later, I'm walking out. My chin is itching because the local is wearing off. I figure, okay. Then around 10 p.m., the shit starts hurting, bad. So the wife opens the freezer. She's got a fucking pharmacy in there. Every time a doctor prescribes pain pills, she buys them, but rarely uses them. So I have a nice selection. I try the morphine, but it doesn;'t do much. I try Advil, but the pain laughs. Then I take there two codeine pills. Voila. Of course, I'm a little nervous taking all this shit within two hours of each other, but I seem to be fine. And the pain is gone. Wash it down with some booze, and I feel like a real junkie. Ah well. Good lord, Fred. Don't go and OD on us!  Very sorry about the root canal. Totally sucks. I had one once. |
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Post by The Scroggins! on Feb 27, 2014 23:40:04 GMT -5
I don't touch alcohol these days (I get the same weird looks Shawn mentioned when it comes up) but I can definitely get behind a drunk post thread.
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Post by cbedwards on Feb 27, 2014 23:45:48 GMT -5
Vrab, you should trade frozen narcotics for reviews. When your book comes out, that is.
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Post by Suzy on Feb 28, 2014 3:13:06 GMT -5
Ah, yes, here we are. Not only have I had a few, I've had some pain pills, because I had a surprise root canal today. That's right, a SURPRISE root canal. The dentist sent me to this periodontist, and I thought they were doing a checkup. They looked at an OLD root canal I had done 30 years ago, and said it was infected. The dentist, this Dr. Chang (or something like that) comes in and in broken English asks if I want to do the root canal today. I nod. Two second later, the assistant drops twenty pounds of steel tools on the little tray next to me. Knives, hooks, ice picks, that sort of thing. this Dr.Chang was amazing. Quick, fluid motions, everything went on fast, the injections happened before I could object. "Ray back." Poink. "Rittle pinch." Poink. Ponk. 60 minutes and a $293 co=pay later, I'm walking out. My chin is itching because the local is wearing off. I figure, okay. Then around 10 p.m., the shit starts hurting, bad. So the wife opens the freezer. She's got a fucking pharmacy in there. Every time a doctor prescribes pain pills, she buys them, but rarely uses them. So I have a nice selection. I try the morphine, but it doesn;'t do much. I try Advil, but the pain laughs. Then I take there two codeine pills. Voila. Of course, I'm a little nervous taking all this shit within two hours of each other, but I seem to be fine. And the pain is gone. Wash it down with some booze, and I feel like a real junkie. Ah well. Awww,Fred, I'm so sorry for you! I had dental surgery a couple of weeks ago. Something similar. But the dentist put me on an antibiotic afterwards of the kind that forbids alcohol. For ten days.  And painkiller kinda worked but not really. So I know what you're going through. Why are periodontists often Chinese? Mine was too. |
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Post by shawninmon on Feb 28, 2014 9:17:41 GMT -5
Fred, if you overdoes and die before we get to read your book, we'll kill you!
Hope you feel better today. It's no fun.
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Post by vrabinec on Feb 28, 2014 9:57:57 GMT -5
Didn't OD. The tooth still hurts like a bitch. God, I've got the worst teeth on the planet. Nothing but caps and veneers. The little village in the Czech Republic that I lived in until I was 7 has minerals in the water that are brutal on teeth. The whole family has fucked up choppers. By the time I got the properly prepared water of Brooklyn, it was too late. Who knew that New York tap water would be better for you than the fresh water of a little country village.
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Post by Becca Mills on Feb 28, 2014 10:31:58 GMT -5
Actually, New York City is known for having excellent tap water. I think it tastes funny, personally.
There are lots of municipalities in the U.S. without fluoridated water. I live in one. Before that, I lived in a different one. Huge drag -- fluoride tablets for the kid, fluoride rinse for the grownups. Growing up without fluoride is really rough on the teeth.
Hang in there, vrab. I bet the worst of the pain will be over by tonight. Big hugs!
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Post by Daniel on Feb 28, 2014 15:26:38 GMT -5
Yeah, Tylenol with Codeine is the best. The pain goes away and so do your cares. Add alcohol for the dirigible effect.
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Post by Suzy on Feb 28, 2014 17:18:45 GMT -5
I need some of that.After our long hike today, my back is killing me, my feet are killing me, my legs are killing me. I need frozen pills.
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Post by Becca Mills on Feb 28, 2014 17:23:47 GMT -5
Awesome.  I gotta say, when I had a horrible sciatica attack a year or so ago, prednisone (and another steroid) was the only thing that helped. Narcotics did jack shit. Maybe nerve pain is particularly intractable. |
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Post by Suzy on Feb 28, 2014 17:29:45 GMT -5
Ibobrufen right now+ wine
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And painkiller kinda worked but not really. So I know what you're going through.
