Drugs and Me

Over twenty years ago I first encountered my frennemy codeine; indeed time had washed away the bad influence he had on me. Perhaps I was so under his spell that I do not fully recall the detrimental effects he has on me. Sure, I remember being high as kite as my mom drove me from oral surgery as well as hours later laying in my own puke of blood in my our beige bathroom. I also remember attending the museum with my family only to get disoriented. Later the same day, I visited a friend forgetting I rode my bike to her house. After Wisdom Teeth Extraction (all four) I have very few memoriores of the following days except I was often confused.


Pills/drugs have never been a good idea for me. Actifed = Acifried. I become the poster child Nancy Regan’s anti-drug program. In fact after taking the innocent allergy tablet I have been forbade to drive. Once I inadvertently took said medication and I recall meeting a friend to usher for Cabaret in New York. When we met and I said, “Hi,” he smiled and said, “I think you are.”

Last week I went to an Urgent Care Facilty and left armed with more prescriptions than my 60 plus father. One of which was cough syrup with codeine. He was far kinder this rekindling of our relationship. Perhaps gentler due to the fact that he was mixed with cough syrup and not a narcotic painkiller. One will never know.

I am like Helen Keller, as words cannot describe my experience. I was a blob of flesh for whom language was insuccient. Given my control issues, I avoid most drugs as a rule. My only fore being pot in college, which was over a decade ago.

Last  week melting into the couch I am sleeping on given the bed fiasco, I bonded with my Frennemy. Pretty sure I hallucinated, if not I encountered dream so vivid, I repeatedly woke myself up with my verbal, and at times physical, response. During the night, not quite asleep and not conscious I found myself in a conversation with myself.

Certainly, I can understand the draw to this drug; hence I am running as fast as I can. As for Alyssaland, It is a nice place to visit; you might want to live there.

Let me know your thoughts.