But dilaudid is similar to heroin in some ways, right?
Dilaudid makes my pain go away, mostly. Even in general, my goal is only to get it under a 5. The friend who takes me to the ER gets impatient and thinks I should have it administered until the pain is near zero, but thing is...I'm about to sleep very deeply. One of these days he'll have to carry me from his car to my bed.
Dilaudid didn't work on my muscular pain, which I found a bit odd. They had to give me Valium for that.
Morphine didn't seem to touch my pain, but it did make me not care. I've heard similar things about demerol.
Morphine didn't seem to touch my pain, but it did make me not care.
That's sorta' my experience. When I broke my wrist they put me on a morphine drip. Then they snapped the bone back into place. It hurt like hell and I involuntarily yelled out, but I also felt somewhat removed from the pain - almost as if the person yelling out in pain was not me. Weird.
Huh. Morphine pretty much removed the pain from my kidney stone, but did little to change my outlook on life.
Valium is the one that makes me not care. Vicodin just makes the pain go away.
Actually, no, I'll agree on the morphine. I had that for my wisdom teeth (which had to be broken, cut, and forceped out) and it was like "Wow, I bet that really hurts."
I don't know what they gave me for my leg surgery, but apparently it's not really a full anasthetic, you can talk coherently while on it, you just don't remember. Must be the same stuff your sister had, ita. The whole concept bugs me.
I've never had anything but a local. Well, and advil.
My main focus on morphine was talking coherently. Which apparently translated into talking loudly. And then it turned out that the person in the bed over knew one of the krav instructors.
I think I was sufficiently coherent that my ride (Burrell's DH) didn't know I was so very close to totally out of it. But it was work.
I remember the laughing gas I had for my wisdom teeth. The only part of my consciousness I care about was the part inside the rear half of my skull, where a hell of a party was going on. I could actually feel the inside of the my skull, and it was good.
I've only had vicodin. It takes away the pain, but that's it. Well, except for the EXTREMELY fucked up dreams.
More brain weirdness: Brain damage turns man into human chameleon
...psychologists in Italy have reported the real-life case of AD, a 65-year-old whose identity appears dependent on the environment he is in. He started behaving this way after cardiac arrest caused damage to the fronto-temporal region of his brain.
When with doctors, AD assumes the role of a doctor; when with psychologists he says he is a psychologist; at the solicitors he claims to be a solicitor. AD doesn't just make these claims, he actually plays the roles and provides plausible stories for how he came to be in these roles.
To investigate further, Giovannina Conchiglia and colleagues used actors to contrive different scenarios. At a bar, an actor asked AD for a cocktail, prompting him to immediately fulfil the role of bar-tender, claiming that he was on a two-week trial hoping to gain a permanent position. Taken to the hospital kitchen for 40 minutes, AD quickly assumed the role of head chef, and claimed responsibility for preparing special menus for diabetic patients. He maintains these roles until the situation changes. However, he didn't adopt the role of laundry worker at the hospital laundry, perhaps because it was too far out of keeping with his real-life career as a politician.
AD's condition is a form of disinhibition, but it appears distinct from other well-known disinhibition syndromes such as utilisation behaviour, in which patients can't help themselves from using any objects or food in the vicinity. For example, AD didn't touch anything in the hospital kitchen.
His tendency to switch roles is exacerbated by anterograde amnesia (a loss of memory for events since his cardiac arrest) and anosognosia – a lack of insight into his strange behaviour.
“AD seems to have lost the capacity to keep his own identity constant, as he adapts himself excessively to variations in the social contexts, violating his own identity connotations in order to favour a role which the environment proposes”, the researchers said.
Note to self: Brain = freaky.
