That is what I thought when I read it.It also could be possible that he thought he was taking one drug but it was mixed with another which he had no idea about. It’s pretty common actually.
We need some kind of treatment to get these guys away from fentanyl. Something else to ease them off or help with the problem. I have lost so many kids I grew up with to this shit. Big pharma crated This problem. We need a Legal solution
Read a story that fentanyl is being masked as things like xanax and other colorful gel cap like pills as well as in gummy form.IMO some of these should only be for the terminally ill. Hospice, etc..
Those in need as they transition from life.
Otherwise, to me, far too dangerous.
I had Oxy prescribed as I recovered from a pretty bad car accident. I had broken bones. I found that within just 5 days I like it too much.
Now in the 70s and 80s I did a lot of stuff. But nothing like that stuff.
I can see how one if using prescription pain killers for a reason then no longer have it available will find another way. Fentanyl is being used to make cocaine more potent on the streets. Any whackadoo in their apartment are playing pharmacist.
Some poor bastard has no idea what they are getting. Just need the fix.
I lost my cousin Paul that way a few years ago.
Its everywhere.
His father said he didn't want people to call or think of his son a junkie, which is what people in the city call addicts.I find it odd to want to reduce stigmatization and then use the word “junky” to say he wasn’t a junky, but other people are.
I find it odd to want to reduce stigmatization and then use the word “junky” to say he wasn’t a junky, but other people are.
Fentynal should be banned worldwide. That shit is destructive
You know your depression is acting up when seeing the word junkie brings you to the edge of tears
my buddy hung himself as a result of his addiction. I’d go to prison for a long time if someone reduced him to such an ugly word
f*** anyone who uses that word
edit: sorry, not the place. This place is for jimmy
You know your depression is acting up when seeing the word junkie brings you to the edge of tears
my buddy hung himself as a result of his addiction. I’d go to prison for a long time if someone reduced him to such an ugly word
f*** anyone who uses that word
edit: sorry, not the place. This place is for jimmy
Yeah, but so much of the industry, especially law enforcement/criminal justice, has operated under the assumption that the individual is to blame. The individual is weak. The individual has a moral failing.Most everyone I have ever known who has been addicted to narcotics, including family and friends, are truly good people who got addicted taking them via prescription, but then developed an addiction that they couldn't shake. It's obviously a huge problem in every region of the country and cuts across all socioeconomic groups. The medical community and society need to do better when it comes to this issue.
Yeah, but so much of the industry, especially law enforcement/criminal justice, has operated under the assumption that the individual is to blame. The individual is weak. The individual has a moral failing.
Meanwhile, anyone with a shred of empathy and compassion realized that it isn't really the case.
excellent post . Thanks !So sad because it’s the result of a almost unstoppable cycle that is so common to so many.
You play sports as a kid, probably because your parents or older siblings are fans.
You start to like it, so you play more, play harder and find out that you’re good..
You do the commendable thing…..you work hard, improve, prove to be a good teammate, catch a break or three and end up going pro.
Here your life is supposed to gain the benefits of all of your hard work and effort.
For a few years you make more money per year than 97% of the worlds people and this should set you and your family up for life,
You have money in the bank and opportunities most don’t.
Even when your playing career ends, you have the money to start a new business or buy a franchise that will sustain your family for a long time. Or you can coach, GM, scout, run camps….things that allow you to continue in the game you love.
Your kids get to go to the best schools, attend the best camps and probably have the athletic genes that will give them a better than even chance to carve out their own career.
Then you get hurt.
You’re tough, so you try to play through it…like a man should.
But it gets worse, the pain increases and because you don’t want to let your team, family and maybe even the fans down, you take the shot or take the pill.
It works at first. It’s easy and keeps you in the game.
But then something happens…the injury heals, but your body tells you that you still need the pill because of how it makes you feel.
But as time wears on, 2, 4 and then 10 pills a day aren’t enough so you try something stronger…probably something the team doctor can’t or won’t give you.
Within days or weeks, you’re hooked and based on statistics you’re now more likely to be a victim of this affliction than a survivor.
All because you first developed a love for sports….which is among the saddest things ever.