Well, this "can't give blood" happened to coincide with my latest excellent harvest, so there's PLENTY of smoke here for us to share. I steered her to a hash tutorial here on RIU and she jumped right in, making and smoking the resulting goods . . . for about a week. It was GREAT to have her back.
She has always been unable to control herself w/pills. Legitimate medical concerns dictate she take some pain meds, as well as Lyrica, for fibromyalgia. Unfortunately, in her case, this becomes 10 Norco, 2? X blue xanax, methadone, and who knows what else, per day. She's a fickin' ZOMBIE 99% of the time. I mean, from 6 feet away, I have to call her 4-5 times to even penetrate her coma.
It's ridiculous. In my youth, I'd simply move on, but she's been the glue that has held us together this quarter century and probably kept me from being homeless**. Then there's the matter of love.
(You know what you call a musician w/o a girlfriend?)**
I'm a lifetime musician.
The 2 weeks? she was back on the ganja were GREAT! I can't say it did anything to help her with pain, but it made all the difference in the world in her being present when I spoke . . . and it was wonderful seeing her "goofy" again, instead of useless and dead.
I know what's it's like to not feel like smoking a bowl while addicted to pills, but have never regretted doing so, and have always felt so much better afterwards.
Maybe if ya'll post some thoughts and she reads them, she'll relent. She's gonna have to do something 'cuz this zombie shit sucks . . . AND IT'S GETTING WORSE.
Thanks/Fishy
Mrs. Fishy, I know how difficult it is, the life of a fibro. I have a good friend, a wonderful lady she is, single mom. She's got fibro and some other problems. I worked for her, for about a year, in her home, and I learned what that does to a person. I also learned what SROMs and the other pills do to a person. You have to make sure you make your doctor's appointments because if you run out, OH MY GOD. Am I right? She had a little problem with addiction, and began mixing those pills, whose efficacy drops as resistance develops (you're a nurse, you know all this) with alcohol. First, mostly beer, a little bit of vodka.
I saw the beers, but I don't count beers, I didn't know she was taking what she was taking.
But I saw the effects.
You are SO LUCKY your husband is dedicated to you and is able to live with you and support you through all of this. You'll be even more lucky if he tolerates not having you with him, but instead on those pills, after he's been able to have you back.
My friend ended up in rehab, St. Helena's, for over a month. I did my best to hold her home and business together while she got off those damned pills. She's doing much better now, and she's on medical mj! She's got her daughter, who'll be 13 soon, so she won't grow or smoke it at home. She's not pain-free. But, she said the effects of the medical mj on her fibro make life livable. It doesn't constipate her or give her diarrhea. She can sleep and eat normally (and has begun eating probiotically and working out more, too, and has lost a lot of weight). She is "THERE", she's with us! She is in THIS world, not out of her mind.
I am 44 years old, and don't speak to these things most of the time. But, you're lucky as your husband makes a plea. Many might just say, Fuck it, I'm outta here. But I don't think he's that kind of man.