I was once in the emergency room for hyponatremia and you know how in triage, All the patients are in one huge room But no one can see each other because all the beds are partitioned off with curtains So we have some illusion of privacy in there.

anyway I overheard this twenties-something well-composed polite Caucasian male trying to explain to the doctors that he’s in pain and he needs medication and it was fascinating to listen to because I could tell the doctors had to use all their analytical judgment to determine whether or not he was really in pain or if he was just seeking the good stuff like benzodiazepines for the high (or whatever drug or effect theyre seeking, I dunno) Ultimately the doctors sent him away with Tylenol.

I experience pain on a scale of seven sometimes it wakes me up in the middle of the night It hurts so bad, and all the doctors give me is Tylenol and I can tell you it does nothing to numb the pain, but I have no desire to seek anything stronger than Tylenol because yeah reasons because I don’t want to become addicted to the good stuff I guess. I’ve heard and read and seen too many stories of people caught in that spiral and life is hard enough already and I don’t want to deal with benzodiazepine addiction on top of all the other shit life throws at me.