[ckelly78z]

Back when I was hit by a drunk driver who slammed into the side of my 1st Porsche 944 (we were both doing 60+), I had a shattered pelvis, and many broken ribs, along with two places on my foot, and my sternum....needless to say, there was pain !

They zoned me out with morphine while in the hospital (helped me sleep), and sent home with a script for oxycodone while I was still in a rented hospital bed in my living room. I took the first pill, and started getting hot, then cold, then nauseous, of which my inabilty to move AT ALL by myself made for great discomfort. After taking another pill the next day, and having the same thing happen, I swore off all pain killers from that point forward, and to this day haven't taken anything for any reason.

The leftover pills from the prescription were weaseled out me by my MIL, who still had phantom pains leftover from her two prescriptions for the same thing a year earlier. I guess some people need that crutch, I don't !

All of the doctors were amazed at the quickness of my recovery, and dumbfounded at my indifference to pain.