Everyone has ticks about something. There is something that give you peace of mind. I know my own. While I don't remember the last time I was drunk and heroin trumps alcohol, seriously, you feel sober after a bottle of whiskey, no discoordination, nothing, if you had that feel of relief, the place you feel no pain, just as pushing the plunger. How about going about to find ways to get that sweet stuff up your veins. Or an artery if you cant find a vein. Damn winter days when your veins are hidden on your flesh? Just poke yourself. Finding your own blood is is like striking oil. There is the place. Now push the plunger. And nothing would matter afterwards.
When I now get blood tests, the tecnicians usually younger than me say "I cant find your veins". To ease their trouble, I know the places. All the common places are bruised, lethery skin.
When I now get blood tests, the tecnicians usually younger than me say "I cant find your veins". To ease their trouble, I know the places. All the common places are bruised, lethery skin.
