Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Final Four
Nian and I had a minor disagreement over the phone last night. I have been taking my Darvocet like clockwork since I have come home from the hospital and she expressed concern I should just stop taking it. With only a few pills left it seemed like a moot discussion, as I would have been taking my last pill this morning anyway. I was curious myself how much harder it would be to get along without the Darvocet so I didn't take it last night or in the middle of the night and am now trying to husband my last four pills. I had surmised and suspected that morning might be when I need the pill the most just to get going so to speak. I didn't feel any pangs or longing for the pills in the middle of the night, though resting was a little more uncomfortable, but now it is morning and YOW -- I'm glad I went with the save-the-last-four strategy. I took one pill just about fifteen minutes ago and now things are loosening up enough for me to get on with my day. I'm sure once I get going and keep moving things will stay loose and pain free enough, but boy am I glad I've saved a few pills back for the mornings.
Nian might want me to quit cold turkey, but I'm pretty sure I'm better off with this morning only weaning strategy. I wouldn't know how to get a hold of any more if I wanted. I suppose I could cry and cry to the doctor and probably get a refill, but I won't. It's still hard to imagine getting addicted to them, I don't think I have an addictive personality (but I won't gamble to find out) but it is certainly easy to see how people with money might tell themselves, "hell, just a few more pills won't hurt."
