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[–] shalafi 1 points 2 months ago* (last edited 2 months ago)

I'm pretty damned sore (heh) about the tightening of opiates. It's gone so far as to be ludicrous.

Sliced a good chunk off my thumb couple of years back. It was late so my wife bandaged me up best she could, the bottom layer being gauze. By the time I got to the ER the next day, that gauge was embedded in the wound. Jesus, it was hell just getting the edges a little loose and you could see where the wound was perfectly flat. That bad.

We soaked it in H2O2, didn't do much. I was all but begging for a shot of lidocaine and they treated me like I was "seeking", refused and refused. Finally got a little, not nearly enough. Ended up bent over the table while the doctor ripped it off. Jesus Christ, blood came pouring. And FFS, this was wound was in a major nerve concentration! Again, this wasn't a scratch, doctor even said I'd be deformed for life. (Modern wound care grew almost all of it back with very little pain!)

And don't start me on Xanax. Because of the addicts I can no longer have the one drug that ever worked for my depression.