Much is being made of the increase in
death by opioid overdose, both accidental as well as purposeful. From 1999 to
2017, the numbers for all overdose deaths have grown from 17,000 to 70,000, of
which from 8,000 to 47,600 were for opioid overdose. And the number of suicides
(by all methods) in 2017 were 47,000, but I can’t seem to find any stats that
show how many of those were from drug overdoses. I’m guessing it would probably
be about half of those 47,000. The numbers are hard to pin down. Let’s say that
about half the overdose deaths were suicides and half were accidental. Are the
opioids, as with so many of our illegal drugs, used for the euphoria they
produce or for the pain they alleviate? If they were prescribed, then they were
for the pain. I’m now being treated for polymyalgia and have a prescription for
a low-level opioid called Tramadol. I now know what recurrent pain feels like—the
pain that migrates across my back and hips, that moves from shoulder to
shoulder and all too often seizes my attention with pain where the shoulder
joins the neck or where the back of my head attaches to my spine. It’s not the
constant pain of a headache or toothache. It’s the pain that makes me howl like
a wounded banshee with a trunk twist or shoulder shrug. It makes me want to
take anything in any amount to stop the pain. I wonder if that isn’t exactly
what happens when someone overdoses on one of the opioids. Are they trying to
end life or just eliminate pain? Lee Child, in The Midnight Line, writes about several veterans whose wounds are
so severe they have to use fentanyl to stop the pain, but as their bodies
adjust to the drug, more and more is required to do the job. Their addiction
was for alleviating pain and not for getting high. At what point, then, does a
drug become addictive? How do we know when we’ve gone more than halfway across
that bridge? Are these people who die from overdoses trying to relieve pain, or
trying to kill themselves, or simply to feel the euphoria the drug induces? If
it’s the latter, then the addiction is to the euphoria and not to the drug
itself. Or do I have it backwards, that the addiction is to the fentanyl or oxycodone
or any of the other opioids and that most overdoses are accidental? My head is
spinning. I think I’ll go take another Tramadol or two.
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Most of what I've written has been published as e-books and is available at Amazon. Match Play is a golf/suspense novel. Dust of Autumn is a bloody one set in upstate New York. Prairie View is set in South Dakota, with a final scene atop Rattlesnake Butte. Life in the Arbor is a children's book about Rollie Rabbit and his friends (on about a fourth grade level). The Black Widow involves an elaborate extortion scheme. Happy Valley is set in a retirement community. Doggy-Dog World is my memoir. And ES3 is a description of my method for examining English sentence structure.
In case anyone is interested in any of my past posts, an archive list can be found at the bottom of this page. I'd appreciate any feedback you may have by sending me an e-mail note--jertrav33@aol.com. Thanks for your interest.
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