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- Stomach Detox: A New Beginning
- Maybe the Nuns Were Right
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- Westward Ho!! (who you callin a ho?)
- Oh Sure
- Can't Blame the Opiates for Everything
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- A Very Gimpy Move
- What, No Gravy??!
- Reclaiming Eargasms
- The Electric Laughing Opiate Withdrawal
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- Up With the Cows
- Oh, Joy.
- Brains! Where are Brains?!
- Need and Greed
- We-he-he-hell!!!
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- I Read the News Today... oh boy.
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- Hidden Treasures
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- Sorry Seems to Be a Useless Word
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- Dammit. Owsley, Too.
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- The Far Side of Detox
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- Book 2: A Gimp's Guide to Death
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- Snow. Still. Snowing.
- The Helmet Slips
- I'll Take the Pain & Keep My Brain, Thanks
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- Developing Empathy
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- War is Peace* Freedom is Slavery* Ignorance is Strength* Wanted to be a nun or astronaut as a child.
2 comments:
You may wish to consult the beginnings of my blog,"Invalid's Workshop", about a heart tumor causing symptoms indistinguishable from anxiety attacks. Before properly diagnosed, I was prescribed various meds to cure me of the jumps --I who'd always been pretty calm. Took years to get off that stuff. But I remember diarrhea and worse things that, well, threatened to set me back socially. Gradual, nowhere near as strenuous as what you've endured, but enough for me to consider your experience a portrait in fortitude.
Thanks, Geo. This dr said I should expect it for 3 months. The amount of excess water the body builds up in 4 years of opiates is enormous and it takes time to rid it, so I'm not worried. If anything, my heart's the best part I've got. :)
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