Is deschloroetizolam worth trying if I don't like etizolam?

I agree that doctors are terrified of the DEA, if you read up on some of the legislation, it can actually be pretty terrified. They can get serious time for things that really weren't their fault. I do think many of them have a god-complex though, or at least think they're much smarter than they actually are. I'm not even basing that off of doctors, but med students. I once sat near a group of med students that looked to be at least 23/24, and they were using flash cards to memorize the different ligaments in the knee and pneumonics to remember. I mean, if my uneducated, benzo and pot addled brain can tell you that the A in ACL stands for anterior and thus, in the front based on NHL hockey and pretty basic etimology without reading it off a flash card, then so should someone who will be responsible for peoples' health and lives. I used to have chronic, severe pain too and it went undiagnosed for years. No pain meds. One doctor was thinking cancer, another literally told me it was all in my head because I'm not in a healthy state of mind (based on the fact that I was seeing a psychiatrist-for insomnia and ADHD-and my obvious discomfort at the time and "erratic behavior", his choice of words for me trying to state my case. He even told me that I was twisting my words and the times of certain events, when I was actually consistent even with my shitty memory and marked me as a drug seeker. He sent me off with a strong antidepressant and nothing for the severe pain, and I even had a diagnosed infection at the time, though apparently that meant nothing. I was dealing with 9-10/10 pain 30% or more of the time and was completely debilitated, along with all the other symptoms. The one thing no doctor ever tried to do was take a good look at my history, particularly physical. I tried to stress it, my severe seasonal allergies, sometimes severe asthma, and constant lack of appetite, but they would all brush it off as mental while I felt, very physically, like I was dying. They never questioned my diet or lifestyle one bit, even though a stressed that it was a likely factor.

You know what it turned out to fucking be? A dairy and peanut allergy, rather severe. All that, because not one doctor could take the time to figure out I have one of the most common chronic/systemic conditions for someone my age. At least I think I got my "substance seeker" label removed though, since obviously my pain was legit. I later learned (from a med student, no less!) that their goal is to ensure survival, not quality of life. They don't want to spend time or money on that. It's always about money), but I also believe it takes a very creative and quizzical mind to succeed in medicine, and to be frank, most people gravitate to that field for any reason BUT that. Sorry about the rant, it just hit home because I'm very interested in medicine as a science, but the attitude of the medical industry has turned me off so much that I'm choosing to pursue business instead, which, crazy as it may sound, is generally far more ethical as a whole. Most doctors don't give a rat's ass about pain, and if they do, they're scared shitless of the DEA. When they thought I had some horrible, degenerative condition, it was all sympathy and smiles. Pain of unknown origin, even with other serious systemic symptoms? Instant criminal. It's like they punish you for their own lack of knowledge and/or imagination. I actually diagnosed myself in the end, and it turned out my allergies were so bad I'm supposed to carry two epi-pens around at all times, but when the doctors couldn't figure it out, it was called "somatization disorder with anxiety". I had to be a petty ass after all that, so I smugly asked my doctor if my airways started to close up after 1/8 mile of jogging because of physical exercise anxiety. It flew over her head, and she said that you can indeed have a panic attack while running. Every doctor assumes I have anxiety because I appear anxious around them, but I legitimately do not have anxiety, I'm just somewhat terrified of doctors. Hell, I have a cousin who's currently a resident, but when she was on her 3rd (I think?) year, I, as a 17 year old, had to explain to her what electrolytes were and what purpose they serve and how they effect the heart. She didn't know they mainly conduct electric impulses, and thus, regulate the heart, nerves, muscles, etc. Half my high school hockey team could probably have told you this from drinking Gatorade. It's unbelievable to me too, how some doctors and even pharmacists don't know or recognize dangerous drug interactions. It seriously baffles me, like, BLOWS my mind. You'd think that'd be priority #1 when prescribing multiple drugs. You know it's bad when the druggies here and on Bluelight can give you MUCH better, safer information than your doctor, but that's how it is. I've learned to take a hands-on approach to my health, because I've pretty much always been the one to ultimately diagnose myself (when I was a young teen I had a severe kidney infection that almost went septic because a doctor didn't bother to do a culture despite blood in my urine. I figured out it was a kidney infection and made my mom drive me to the urgent care center and told them, literally, I don't give a fuck what you think, I have a kidney infection and I need help. They almost immediately agreed, said I had tachycardia so severe I was likely septic or on my way there and wanted to transport me to the hospital). I hate diagnosticians. I can't say anything too bad about surgeons though, at least not from personal experience. They fixed a severe injury right up and were very generous with the morphine and oxycodone :) I think the treatment of chronic pain is criminal though, punishing the ones who are already suffering daily for no good reason. I had no idea how awful both the pain and the treatment, or lack thereof, was. It appalled me. When I was diagnosed with food allergies, I broke down and cried tears of joy. It was like being freed from hell, I didn't have to be in pain all the time anymore, or hardly at all. I was so used to feeling like shit all the time that I once got incidentally diagnosed with the flu on a standard checkup. I just had no idea I was sick, that was my normal, I'd been going to work the whole week. I really fucking hate doctors who don't understand pain and how much pain patients actually MINIMIZE their pain, because they're used to it. I mean, I always thought I was short of breath, and I was always told it was imaginary or anxiety. I literally have at least 3 times the lung capacity now, I didn't know what taking a full breath felt like until I was 20. Sorry for the rant, I'm on adderall, but it's good talking to someone who can relate, even if we have different health issues.

And yes, yay for poppies too :) You know what I love about PST? It always "hits the spot", kind of like a big, buttered lobster dinner. It's amazing, but it's so good it leaves you satisfied and not craving more for enough time for it to not become a problem. It's probably my favorite drug ever, I was addicted to it for a while for pain management, and yet I never really crave it.

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