What I Need is a Good Defense...
Last night, I had such an intense sudden back pain that I nearly threw up. It felt not unlike someone stabbing me in the back with a thick knife. It was one of the most painful things I have ever experienced in my life. I hobbled to the floor and was pretty much immobile for about an hour, just lying there gasping for breath and praying it would end.
When I finally managed to get to my feet, I took two ibuprofen. Nothing. I took a vicodin. Nothing. As a last resort, I smoked some pot. I didn't do it because I wanted to 'have some fun' or because I was 'bored'. I did it because I was in excruciating pain and needed relief. And it worked. It made the pain bearable. It made me able to actually sleep.
And I get to feel like a criminal for it.