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This is a tough question. Addiction, dependent, what ever to our bodies it is the same thing. I have been on narcotics for about two years now, lately much stronger than Percocet. My first prayer is to just ease my back pain to the point where I can answer my second prayer and that is to get off narcotics. After you have been on them for months or years there is nothing pleasurable about taking them unless you like constipation, decreased hormones and all the problems that causes. O'Yes, there is that lovely sensation called withdrawal you get when our pharmacist runs out of your meds and it takes 3-4 days to get them. If your friend has been on narcotics for 7 months he is probably in serious pain and needs a friend. He needs support at this time so be there for him.

I posted this here a couple months ago but it might be time for a repeat:

I posted this on a forum designed for chronic pain people. The person with the handle/name Dragoodle, was implying narcotics were only needed for short term pain, or terminal cancer pain.
My response
I think your heart is in the right place, as is most caring people who have never had dehabilitating chronic pain. Trouble is some just don't have any other choice except narcotics or to eat their gun. There is chronic pain and there is chronic PAIN. You have to be there to know the difference.
If you constantly search the internet for a cure for yourself as your doctors can't find one, you might be there. If the pain level is equal to a 10 year old standing on your big toe and he has been there 24 hours a day for the last 2+ years you might be there. If you think about your pain every minute of every waking hour you might be there.
Example, about a month ago I went into Basken-Robbins to get an ice cream cone. The girl giving me change was in a big rush and pushed my change on the floor in front of me. I was not able to bend over to pick it up and walked away but a little girl saw what happened and came over and picked it up for me. It was about 75 cents. I let her keep it.
It isn't about addiction dragging you down, it is about a med that lets you live a small portion of your previous life that others take for granted. Like getting the fork to your mouth, or putting your shoes on without help or wiping your own butt.
I’m not talking about the soccer moms who need a pick-me-up to get the kids to school but the seriously in pain person who can't live without there meds to control their pain. It is not just about controlling their withdrawal.
After 11 failed procedures both with and without conscious sedation to relieve my pain, or diagnose my pain, each a big disappointment when you want something so badly, I'm getting to know where “there“ is.
“There” being narcotics are die. I’m not suicidal, or at least I don’t think I am right now. I still have my wife and my son who need me. I do admit to being in a deep funk about wondering if this is the way the rest of my life will be. My Family Practice doc wanted me to get a colonoscopy as part of an annual physical. I declined. To coin a movie line from “Gone with the Wind“, “Frankly my dear, I don’t give a dam”. If the grim reaper wants to camp on my doorstep he would not necessarily be an invited guest but I wouldn‘t run him off either. If I do happened to be conscious when death came it would be with a smile on my face. I would then say what another great man said “Free at last, free at last. Great God almighty, I’m free at last”.

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