Filed under: JUNKe life
A couple days ago our region was hit with powerful winds and rain, and then it got cold and half a foot of snow fell. During the we were watching tv when suddenly the power went out and we were engulfed in total darkness. Luckily we have a wood stove so we didn’t have to worry ourselves about freezing in the dark. However the scary thought that immediately came to mind was “how are we going to do our next hit?”. It is very difficult to prepare a fix and find a vein without light.
Of course we have a bunch of candles available to use whenever the power goes out. But when the lights go out at night, even several candles don’t really produce much useable light. Not only do we need a candle to cook with, but we need candle light to see with. Try it some time. A candle under a spoon produces no light to see what’s happening in the spoon. You need light above the spoon. And when its completely dark, you need quite a few candles above the spoon. So, we hastily lit a half dozen candles and arranged them on top of stacked up soup cans so that they were shinning about a foot above the surface of the table top. It was just barely enough to prepare things…
Luckily low light sometimes is helpful in finding veins; especially if it is cast from one side and produces a bit of a shadow where there is contour showing. So even though it was still quite dark, I did manage to find some hard to find veins and we did get our hits into us. And luckily the power was only out for ten hours, so we only had to repeat the process once more. All in all, we had it pretty easy.
But what about the junkies who are caught in major natural disasters? We often think about them when watching the news about big events, such as destructive tsunami, the Katrina disaster that hit New Orleans, or the big ice storm which shut down major cities in northeastern North America. Apparently during Katrina, the mayor of New Orleans made some statement “regarding hordes of marauding addicts roaming the street searching for their fixes”. I can just imagine. It would be horrible if during the chaos you couldn’t find your dealer.
Or what about methadone clinics being shut down? I’ve heard that is a big problem when natural disasters happen. It seems that NAMA jumped into action during Katrina, but often disasters create horrible disruptions in methadone provision.
I imagine the panic that hits a city’s junkies when everything is shut down. No buses running, often there’s curfews, phones aren’t working, etc. etc. etc. Life gets very difficult. The heat goes off, there’s no lights, and you can’t score. Total panic. It would be complete hell. We just experienced a few seconds of such panic when the house went dark and we worried about how we were going to do our next fix. But I’m so grateful we have the resources to weather hardships ourselves. All we can do is give a thought to those who suffer immensely when natural disasters impact them…
Filed under: Stuff
‘Round about 5 am Christmas morning I woke to to take a pee with the rhyme of a limerick dancing in my head.
My partner stired beside me, so I announced “hey, listen to this” and recited the following silliness:
There once was a junky named Ryan,
When asked if he was selling or buying,
He replied “Just give me your shit”,
“I’ll do all of it”,
“Then you can ask me again, this time crying”.
She laughed. I laughed. And then I scribbled the silly limerick onto a scrap of paper… for posterity.