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Headache, headache, headache. I have a personal post that I need to sit down and write re: life and how not so great it is right now, but blah. It's depressing to think about, depressing to live, and no one wants to read that. Whateva. It helps to get it out, I suppose, but I don't know if I have the mental energy to do it.
I was reading through prompts at the Steve/Danno Sprint Fling post, and oh man, there are a few that I want to write so badly. But then I look at all of the unfinished fics I have sitting in my folder and I know it would be an awful idea for me to claim anything. I don't know why I can't seem to finish anything once I start it lately, but it's damn frustrating. There are some really great prompts up, though. And some freaking strange ones, too, but that's neither here nor there. I guess I will sit back and look forward to the fics that get posted. Sigh.
Seriously thinking about starting a TWW rewatch here very soon. It's not like I have much else to do, and the only other shows I'm really watching right now are H50, SPN, and Criminal Minds, so I'm not going to miss anything. The more I think about it, the more tempting it is. Oh, Josh. Joshua, Josh, Josh.
So I made this post on Tumblr earlier regarding Reid and him relapsing on narcotics, and I think I'll post it here too since I don't usually post my thinky things there in the first place.
So, I randomly started thinking about this last night, not for the first time, but definitely more thoroughly than I have before. I’ll start by saying that I have absolutely no idea what it feels like to get shot. Couldn’t even begin to imagine. But I’m just going by my own experiences with pain here and wondering how Reid managed to cope after he got shot in Nameless, Faceless.
My ankle was shattered in a really bad car accident years ago, and I ended up having to have surgery, had plates and screws put it, etc. I remember waking up afterward in the middle of the night, and the pain was just excruciating to the point where I couldn’t breathe. A nurse came in, gave me a shot of morphine, and I was out again. That happened a few times during the course of the night until I was more coherent the next day and could take pills. After that, I was on narcotic pain medication for 6 weeks or so before I was downgraded to stuff that wasn’t as strong. But even then, especially in the beginning, if I wasn’t taking the medicine right on time, or even a little before I needed it, the pain could get to be unbearable.
Anyway, my whole point is this: how did Reid manage after getting shot? It’s just something I cannot wrap my head around because I can only imagine that the pain of getting shot was exponentially worse than what I went through. And I’m sure there had to be some kind of surgery involved to assess the damage done to his knee, so add that on top, and I’m just. I don’t know. It blows my mind. Because there is pain and then there is PAIN, and I know Reid is a strong person and I know how much his sobriety means to him, but… I don’t know. I think if he were to relapse, not necessarily on dilaudid specifically but narcotics in general, it would have happened during this time and it would have made complete sense.
Last night I was thinking about the scene in The Instincts where Reid is dreaming about the leeches and he’s saying, “Morgan, get them off of me!” only I could hear him saying, “Morgan, make it stop!” in terms of the pain. Because he would have been so completely miserable and sick with pain if he was trying to handle it without the stronger medications that probably did very little to ease his suffering. And there’s no way he could have done it alone, without the help of his friends because you cannot do shit on crutches by yourself, especially when it hurts to move.
Or, or maybe he did take the stronger stuff? And maybe that’s why he was so adamant about not having narcotics in Amplification because he’d already given in once and he didn’t want to do it again. Who knows, really. It’s just interesting to think about. And I’m shutting up now.
I was reading through prompts at the Steve/Danno Sprint Fling post, and oh man, there are a few that I want to write so badly. But then I look at all of the unfinished fics I have sitting in my folder and I know it would be an awful idea for me to claim anything. I don't know why I can't seem to finish anything once I start it lately, but it's damn frustrating. There are some really great prompts up, though. And some freaking strange ones, too, but that's neither here nor there. I guess I will sit back and look forward to the fics that get posted. Sigh.
Seriously thinking about starting a TWW rewatch here very soon. It's not like I have much else to do, and the only other shows I'm really watching right now are H50, SPN, and Criminal Minds, so I'm not going to miss anything. The more I think about it, the more tempting it is. Oh, Josh. Joshua, Josh, Josh.
So I made this post on Tumblr earlier regarding Reid and him relapsing on narcotics, and I think I'll post it here too since I don't usually post my thinky things there in the first place.
So, I randomly started thinking about this last night, not for the first time, but definitely more thoroughly than I have before. I’ll start by saying that I have absolutely no idea what it feels like to get shot. Couldn’t even begin to imagine. But I’m just going by my own experiences with pain here and wondering how Reid managed to cope after he got shot in Nameless, Faceless.
My ankle was shattered in a really bad car accident years ago, and I ended up having to have surgery, had plates and screws put it, etc. I remember waking up afterward in the middle of the night, and the pain was just excruciating to the point where I couldn’t breathe. A nurse came in, gave me a shot of morphine, and I was out again. That happened a few times during the course of the night until I was more coherent the next day and could take pills. After that, I was on narcotic pain medication for 6 weeks or so before I was downgraded to stuff that wasn’t as strong. But even then, especially in the beginning, if I wasn’t taking the medicine right on time, or even a little before I needed it, the pain could get to be unbearable.
Anyway, my whole point is this: how did Reid manage after getting shot? It’s just something I cannot wrap my head around because I can only imagine that the pain of getting shot was exponentially worse than what I went through. And I’m sure there had to be some kind of surgery involved to assess the damage done to his knee, so add that on top, and I’m just. I don’t know. It blows my mind. Because there is pain and then there is PAIN, and I know Reid is a strong person and I know how much his sobriety means to him, but… I don’t know. I think if he were to relapse, not necessarily on dilaudid specifically but narcotics in general, it would have happened during this time and it would have made complete sense.
Last night I was thinking about the scene in The Instincts where Reid is dreaming about the leeches and he’s saying, “Morgan, get them off of me!” only I could hear him saying, “Morgan, make it stop!” in terms of the pain. Because he would have been so completely miserable and sick with pain if he was trying to handle it without the stronger medications that probably did very little to ease his suffering. And there’s no way he could have done it alone, without the help of his friends because you cannot do shit on crutches by yourself, especially when it hurts to move.
Or, or maybe he did take the stronger stuff? And maybe that’s why he was so adamant about not having narcotics in Amplification because he’d already given in once and he didn’t want to do it again. Who knows, really. It’s just interesting to think about. And I’m shutting up now.