I had a similar experience when I was prescribed Darvocet after a minor operation. The most interesting thing that happened was when I walked into the door frame in an attempt to leave the bedroom.
Whoa. And I thought the “Oooshiiiny” effect I got from Lortabs was bad enough.
[Puts Oxycontin on “Nope, don’t want this med” list]
DON’T flush them! :eek: Bring them back to your pharmicist, and they will dispose of them properly.
My mother was on Oxycontin for a while when she was prepping for knee surgery (she wanted to donate her own blood for some reason and had to wait a certain period between donations.) She definitely got more loopy and incoherent toward the end of the period she was taking them. She also had a few days of emotional roller coaster when she was coming off, too, including verbally abusing the night staff at the recovery center so badly they had to call my dad back from home twice to calm here down. Apparently she wasn’t much nicer with him, either. Not like her at all. And this was a closely supervised withdrawal where they worked with her to manage the post-surgery pain. Bad stuff.
Like RickJay, I apparently have to accept the fact that the joys of narcotic addiction are not in my future. There goes my career as a blues musician.
I’ve been hospitalized recently for gall stones. Very painful. At various points I was on morphine, vicodan, and a continous dilaudid IV. It stopped the pain, which was great, but other than that nothing. I’ve had a better buzz off a can of beer.
I wont mention the hemp oil I put in my smoothies then. Bought that at the big food store in College Park–it’s in the dairy section next to the flax oil.
It’s green.
Why is it you’re not supposed to flush them? What can happen?
I know that for antibiotics, you’re not supposed to flush them because they get out into the environment and kill off beneficial bacteria. Imagine doing this to the waste-treating bacteria in your own septic tank, or in the digesters in your city’s city sewage treatment plants.
And some city sewage-treatment plants sell the sludge that remains to farmers to put on their fields. Though that has other problems relating to industrial waste in the sewage stream… much sewage is too dirty to use as fertilizer.
Plus, as more people buy composting toilets, their own local compost goes back to their gardens, and thence into their soil. Best to keep any drugs out of that loop–too close to the house.
This must be why my generic Vicodine didn’t really affect me. I actually took them in the recommended manner. I guess I needed to double the dosage and hit the vodka at the same time. Well, I still have about 90% of the bottle left…
As for why you shouldn’t flush them, from what I understand, there are now measurable amounts of drugs in the drinking water, because the chemical treatments at the water plant aren’t able to break down all of them.
Could you be thinking of Talwin NX The drug is a powerful narcotic mixed with an opiate antagonist (Narcan) that is inert when taken as a pill. When efforts are made to melt down the tabs the narcan is released and binds to the narcotic. Bottom line, the drug is rendered inactive.
No. At first, the stuff took the pain away and nothing else. Then, the stuff took the pain away and made me apathetic. Then, the stuff took the pain away and made me high. It always took the pain away, it was just the rest of the effect that varied.
Fish don’t need your old Prozac.
Naturally, the government made up a goofy name - SMARxT Disposal. The general recommendation now is to toss them in the trash or take them back to the pharmacy. Not all pharmacies are on board with this yet, however. For addictive painkillers, the recommendation is still to flush them, rather than put them in the trash for someone to steal.
Whats the deal with opiates.
I was in an accident once and got some sort of opiate injected at the ER.
And yeah “warm embrace of god” kinda starts to describe it.
Not only does it remove all physical pain, all the emotional pain is gone too. You just dont care about anything. Its like being reborn into a place where its all sunshine and laughs. Se that pretty girl over there? normally to shy? not on morphine you arent.
When they released me the doc tried to prescribe some opiate in pill form but at that point, fried as my brain was, I realised that this would be a bad move. I declined and suffered the pain instead… I would never have been able to handle it.
I don’t know if it works this way for everyone else but Oxycontin doesn’t make my pain go away, it just makes it so I don’t care. It’s a strange feeling sitting there in agony but not caring about it.
Yep, me too. My husband had hernia surger a few years ago, and they gave him a oxycoton prescription. They made him sick to his stomach, so he stopped taking them and relied on Tylenol instead. I was curious, so I took one. I only took one, and I didn’t even mix it with alcohol or snort it or whatever, and I was flying on a fluffy cloud of bliss for hours. It would be very, very easy for me to get addicted if I ever had to take them on a regular basis for an extended period of time. On the other hand, hubby didn’t get even the slightest buzz from it. It just made him really queasy.
Same for my wife.
Normies, who can understand them?
We’re really sorry we’re normies.
I’m not DoctorJ, but I’ve done my share of narcotic experimentation and I think you are right. I’m weird with prescription drugs in that I never take them for pain. Instead I save them for future use.
So for example, when I had a root canal a few years ago my doc prescribed oxycodone. I dealt with the root canal pain with OTC meds…then a few weeks later I swallowed a few oxycodones with some vodka and OJ and was ready to party. Like you, I found that when I took them when I was actually in pain, it merely stopped the pain. But no high. Not sure why that is, though…
I had Vicodin - which is wussy as painkillers go, I realize - prescribed for my broken wrist when I was discharged from the ER. It didn’t do too much for the pain that naproxen didn’t do, but I did notice a vague sense of not quite caring so much that I had a broken wrist. No “warm arms of God” or anything, but I figured maybe big doses might do that to me.
Twenty minutes later, I threw up. My stomach wasn’t upset at all; I just got a deeply nauseated feeling in my throat and mouth, and whoops, there goes lunch. Another attempt with an empty stomach didn’t help; 20 minutes later I was throwing up what I didn’t eat. I found I was OK if I took it right before bed, but during the second or third night of stress from the “I need to fall asleep quickly like usual or else I’m going to barf” imperative, I said forget it and just took big doses of naproxen. Not that this helped later all that much, but I wasn’t eager to try a new opioid and either throw up or find that it really, really appealed to me.
Cliff Clavins