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Ways of telling you've had enough.....

#27: Doing the daily gift rounds on Farmville becomes a geniune chore.

Ways of telling you may not have had enough......

#1 still really, really, REALLY sore.

Ways of telling you may have had too many......

#18 Every time you feel a little wave of tiredness, you think....."is that sleep, or am I passing out, and even if it IS sleep, is that such a good idea right now". 

Now the 2nd and third of the above examples are interesting, because the dosage required to eliminate the condition detailed in WOTYMNHHE(#1), can FAR exceed the dosage which will bring on the state described under WOTYMHHTM(#18), and no amount of reassurance from the medical literature on the subject of the LD50 for Tramadol being a trough full of them (seriously apart from one case where there were obvious underlying problems, the LD50 is getting on for 40 (FORTY) with the LD90 being more like 80 (EIGHTY) pills.

The most I ever took in a 24 period was exactly 2x the prescribed dose, 16 pills, or 800mg, spread fairly evenly. I was still sore, but didn't feel like pushing my luck with any more.....the way I looked at it though was that 8 pills was for a normal 14-16 hour active day.....I was on a 30 hour stint, so 16 was hardly excessive (the last 6 hours before bed were spend normalising a little)....albeit that the 30 hour stint was caused by pain and tramadol in the first place.

Some interesting tramafactoids.......

It does funny things to your fun parts in high doses. You can be enjoying yourself, or indeed you and another can be enjoying yourselves, with everything functioning within expected tolerances......and then with ne'er a provocation nor warning, your bits go...."errrrm what was that, out the window, I swear I saw something, oh well never mind", and picks up....I dunno I suppose vaginas might read "Which Penis" or something, and penises probably read the Daily Mail.......and it's OVER, no questions asked, no debate, no redemption, I have had this confirmed by a female who claimed that one I gave her for back cramps interfered with her morning solo amusement in exactly the way I describe (she later went on to claim we were never in any way close....so I suppose it's OK to talk about it here if it's the sort of thing she tells any old casual acquaintance).....and even that it has destroyed passion of the with-another-actual-live-human kind.

It does nothing at ALL for toothache, somehow toothache has a path to the pain centres of the brain that good old T'dol doesn't know about.

It can also cause headaches cos it changes bloodflow.

When it first hits you, all your muscles go floppily doppily and if you've any sense you'll do any shiting you might have planned at this point, because within another hour to 90mins, most things that can have mild spastic failures do.....in other words, yer ringpiece is, if not exactly closed for business, certainly reluctant to open itself up to your needs.

The withdrawls from long periods of high doses are kinda annoying, agitation, depression (lol, like I can notice that above daily background) restlessness, and general shittyness.....but the really fucking odd bit is, even when you feel really REALLY shit....nothing in your brain says "mate, get some fuckin trammies down you big lad, they'l fix yer"......it originally took some logical thought to work out that  there may be a reason why, after a ten day blood, puss, and opoid haze fest,  when my sores calmed, I might suddenly feel like my world was ending right there and then for no reason I could discern....and thereafter it still takes me to sit down and think.......hang on....not had any of my little friends for two days, mayhaps that's why I'm so fucked up.....and whack two into me, then one later that day, then one maybe once or twice the next day, then fine. Given that I have a moderately addictive personality (only a short attention span keeps me out of real trouble there) this all seems WAY too easy and sort of civilised. I know it's an opOID rather than an opIATE, indicating it is a synthetic act-a-like compound.........but come on, can this be a 1% does of a heroin come down? I think not somehow.

Anyway, ballsacks to the lot of it (and medical science will be studying mine until the apes take over).

PLEASE don't tell me to try something else...I have, it didn't work, the only place to go from tramadol is whatever that bloke House is on, which I believe is another opoid, and we can all see who that works for him (the show was introduced to me as "he's too smart for everyone around him to keep up with, which makes him miserable, he's in constant agony which also makes him miserable, and he is off his fucking face on painkillers which makes him miserable, childish, evil and mental. Basically it's about you".). Or morphine......and given the aforementioned addictive personality, and given that a mate of mine recovered from a real cunt of a nasal tumor, only to tell me "cancer is a fucking doddle mate, cancer treatment however, sucks very badly" and then took well over a year to get off morphine.........in light of all that....I'm thinking I would like morphine WAY too much.

Would like to hear your experiences.

In fact, would somebody wave ONCE in a WHILE, please?....an empty post, a burp, anything a web-robot can't be blamed on.

Yer all cunts but i love you.