Do you sometimes find yourself drinking to dull the pain?

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I have had a TKR, a total knee repalcement and yes I drink to kill the pain because i cannot tolerate legal painkillers at all, now if I smoke a joint or two or even three then i feel no pain but I have no idea what I am doing.

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if you drink to excess your effexor won't be effective.

No, but my ex boyfriend does and that's why he's an EX.

nope. not a drinker, never have been and never will be! and im proud. :)

I CANNOT FIND EMPLOYMENT, SO I DRINK EVERY SINGLE DAY!

no i can't
i used to smoke when i was in pain
for some reason it helped but it didn't help my lungs obviously
so i quit and i feel much better now
drinking is good, but it's when you abuse it when it turns bad
everyone makes mistakes, it's our nature
if u know someone with that problem, help them
treat others as u want to be treated
we are all supposed to help each other out
that is the beauty of friendship
have a nice day and god bless! : )

Used to, until I found out that medications work a lot better--also, no acting stupid, barfing, or hangover.

I have in the past, but not anymore. It only makes things worse if you overdo it. I couldn't afford it anyway, that's an expensive habit!

if i could, i would be drinking right now. but i have to wait til the end of august, so if you have any pregnancy-safe alternatives, please let me know.

One night last december, i went to my favorite bar for a 'smoking party'. they had changed the laws about smoking in our state, but if a bar was completely separated from a restaurant and had separate ventilation systems, it was allowed for those 18 and over. this bar had taken it's sweet time getting all of that arranged, and december 1st was 'opening day' of the smoking bar.

I got off my waitressing job at about 4pm, and headed on over to meet my other tobacco impaired friends. they came and left as they had their fill of drinks and cigs, and got on with their lives. i stayed for on each round of new friends arriving.

I always ordered my drinks in a pint glass, my usual was maker's mark and coke. maker's is a fine kentucky bourbon with flavor like no other. my bartenders loved me (or at least the way i tipped) and so my drinks were more like a pint of makers with a splash of coke.

Over the hours, i drank 8 of those pints. i also had a draft beer, a shot of jagermeister, and a glass of champagne. after bitching out the waiter who i had been sleeping with, i walked out on my bar tab, drove home, and drank about 3/4 of a bottle of wine.

you do the math.

A short 3 hours after passing out, i got up, got dressed, and went to work, even got there on time.

After an hour or so, the boss pulled me into the office and said that someone had said that i smelled like alcohol. i felt so ashamed. it had been only 7 months since i was fired from the last job because i hadn't shown up after a night out just like that one.

I drank like that most nights. maybe not quite so much, but most nights, i didn't start quite so early. when i drank, i did all the things that drunk women do, and then drank some more to hide my shame.

I had been suspended, and left quietly after assuring them that i had not had a drink before i came to work (meaning since i had come to). as if that mattered.

I sat in my car, humiliated, shamed, scared, and totally pissed at myself. See, i once had almost 10 years in AA, but screwed that up and had spent the last 4 years trying to drink myself to death. it's a long, slow, horrible death. and the shitty part was that i wasn't going to actually die any time soon.

I had the thought that i should drive to the police station for a breathalyzer.. yea, i'd show them. then i thought that might not be so smart, and maybe i should go to a hospital instead. i decided to go to the local AA room.

There was no meeting in progress, but there was a man there cleaning the toilet. that's what AA's do in their spare time, in case you didn't know.

He sat me down with a cup of coffee, an ashtray, and a roll of toilet paper for my tears. and i let loose. i cried, i screamed at myself, kicked some chairs. i became rational fora few moments at a time, and then cried all over again. i told him that if i didn't do something today, right now, that i would simply have to kill myself. there was no time for me to waste, it was now or not at all.

What a wonderful man. he called my boss to get the employee assistance number. he called that number and was given another. and another. and transfered twice or three times more at least. he had people calling him back. he called my daughter.

This man drove me home to pack a bag and pick up my daughter, then drove me downtown to the rehab my insurance company recommended. he sat with us for over 4 hours while they did my intake. he then drove my daughter home and gave her money to keep the cell phone on so i could call her when i was ready.

That's what AA's do in their spare time.

Six months later, here I am. I am still jobless, have come within a few weeks of being homeless, I have no money in my pocket, and I have mental health and medication issues that cause me to not be able to function on more days than i can afford.

But you know what?

I don't have to drink over it.

that's what AA's do in their spare time.

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