As to myself, I took fish oil capsules—anti inflammatories, 5-6 a day. At long intervals when the arthritis pain was really bad I took HALF a Mersyndol Day Strength plus one Panadol Osteo.

The other opioid I took, Endones, I was given them in the hospital after my hip replacement operation and was given two sheets of Endones to take home. I took two the night I came home from hospital—had a very good nights sleep—then took them as needed but tapered off rapidly.

Then I awoke early one morning thinking “I must take an Endone, they are in the fridge.” I replied to myself—it really was like two people in my mind— “I don’t need an Endone, not feeling any pain!” This went on for two hours and at the end I got up, took two Panadol Osteo and went back to sleep. Never thought about taking Endones again and returned 11 tablets to a startled pharmacist at the hospital—I wanted to get rid of any temptation.

Annie and myself tried to calculate how many Emdones I had taken, counting the shot into my spine as one. We estimated I had taken 21 Endones—dependency starts at 30. The owner of Willow the whippet, bit of a druggie but with some psychological problems, told me he loved the high he got from Endones. I never got no high, thankfully (would have made quitting harder) just pain relief.

Hopital had also given me a laxative. I figured I had enough chemicals and didn’t take it. After a day or two I pushed what felt like a cricket ball out my arse, the rest of the bowels emptied in a flash, whoosh! After that no cricket ball just the rapid emptying of my bowels, really frigging weird.


I had started smoking later in life than normal which is supposed to be bad. Decided I wanted to get rid of this disgusting habit. Just “giving up” doesn’t work. I reduced my consumption as much as possible but couldn’t quite quit, not even with the example of Dad suffering the inevitable result of a lifetime of smoking. Then I thought I did not want to be a shuffling, Ventolin puffing old wreck when my favorite niece had her children (child, as it turned out) and gave up no problem, no backsliding at all, never wanting a cigarette ever again. Some minor damage to my lungs, no cancer and no emphysema thankfully.

Motivation, a motivation OTHER than your health, is the key to quitting. Once you quit, drink plenty of water for a while, flush the nicotine out of your system and avoid smoky places for a couple of weeks.

I see one of my American homebrew buddies, with emphysema, smoking cigars. STUPID!

Wasn’t a struggle you brainless numpty! I had taken NINE at home after a major operation! Twentyone in total which is still short of dependency.

You SERIOUSLY need to find a brain!

The one who needs to get off drugs is your very good friend Larry.

Admitting to taking a Mersyndol EVERY NIGHT, plus the nature of opioid addiction tells me:

1. Larry was not prescribed Mersyndol by a doctor—opioids not used with long term problems like sciatica, only short term use, like painkillers after a major operation. He either bought a HUGE stash before over the counter sales were banned or he gets them from a drug dealer. Has he asked you for money, Booby?

2. Because the body develops tolerance it is clear Larry is taking Night Strength Mersyndol and more than one tablet very likely.

3. 1 & 2 tell me Larry is addicted to codeine by now. Before much longer he will be in drug rehab again.

Hi Monk,
how's it going over there curly - old darling?

IQ never sent me even one PM ever.
Anything I know was from his ramblings in Sparta where you were
often the source of daily entertainment and eye-popping revelations.
Aussie reckons it was all made up and
he doesn't want me to repeat any of it - so I won't.
You had access to Sparta for quite a while recently so
you know what I mean - you've read it all too.   

Look Monk - it was only a bit of fun - no one took it seriously.

Jovial Monk wrote on Oct 17^th, 2022 at 10:32am:



You had access to Sparta so you already know and I'm not allowed to say.

Jovial Monk wrote on Oct 17^th, 2022 at 10:38am:



I don't know.
I don't think he did - doxxing wasn't allowed.

You “don’t think” he did. Sounds like he did, right? Might as well say, the answer is bloody obvious anyway!


Doxxing wasn’t allowed. What a wet thing to say about Doxxing Central!