Saturday, March 27, 2010

Drugs


you remember that commercial about doing drugs? you know the one, the one with the frying pan, and this is you, and this is you on drugs one? yeah, that commercial sucks. i get to see what drugs REALLY do to your life, and that frying egg in a pan thing does NOT do the reality justice.

drug seekers are the worst people in the world.

please please please please PLEASE Max don't do drugs. ever. don't try them. i will beat you to within an inch of your life, so help me. and then piss test you til you move out.

one of the most common things i have heard about our patients that have abuse problems is that they stay at the age whence they began using. so if you have an uber manipulative 28 year old dude with a shabby work history, a wife who loves him, four kids, religious grandparents who think the WORLD of him, and the dood started using drugs when he was 14, then yeah, he has the mental capacity of a 14 year old. that is why the whole fam damily thinks that he's been 'clean' since October, when guess what, he's positive for benzo's, coke, heroin, meth and who know what else THIS WEEK.

hmmmm, that's so weird how you have vegetation growing in your heart, that's a problem only IV drug users have, but you've been clean since October right? how on earth did that vegetation get there? we have a mystery!

here's why i never tried drugs. the idea of losing control of myself and giving myself over to some chemical reaction that i couldn't control never appealed to me. all that bulls**t about 'i can stop whenever i want to, and who am i really hurting'-is just that-bulls**t. if you're an orphan, then please, by all means, waste your life and resources getting high. when you get to my hospital with no known next of kin that you've manipulated into thinking you are a great person to convince us to 'do everything,' we'll let you down easy.

that never happens. these needy, drug seeking people who have old people's diseases show up with tons of family. and when they come to the desk with tears in their eyes, 'johnny's in a lot of pain, is there anything you can do for him? i do hate to see him suffer.....' oh how i wish i could pop their little bubble of naivete and tell them, 'listen, your dear sweet little johnny was shooting up last week, and he's been high so much of his life the pain meds we have him on, that would knock out an elephant, can't really touch him. so yeah.'

of course, i can't bust their bubble and tell their kid where to shove it, because i'm a compassionate nurse and i care for any and all equally in my practice, without prejudice or judgement.

i save that for the blog.

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