The Detox Diaries, Part 1
January 30, 2010 in Detox Diaries, Drugs, Rants, Reflections
I wish I were writing this as I was sitting in a spa in Costa Rica sipping some fruity concoction after my seaweed wrap – waiting for my sliced papaya – while Lupe gives me reflexology and Juan Carlos rubs my shoulders. Oh, if it were only about my skin or my weight. Actually, I have been staying close to home (which is full of cat hair and crap Mr. Hagen & I never seem to throw out in a freezing January) detoxing from DRUGS!
There’s a bit of a 
I got sick. Really fucking sick. It was scary at times–mostly due to the fact that I had a fever and some other symptoms that could have been indicative of The Swine Flu (or The H1N1 Virus). And while it turned out not to be any kind of flu, it still sucked. I went to see my Doctor on Friday to get checked out, as I had not been well for a week prior. As far as she could tell by examining me, I had no illnesses that would cause the fever I had. I also could not keep anything down, nor could I sleep. I was a hot mess. More of a mess than I had been in a long, long time.
Some people try to help. Most of them just want to sit and watch the burn: a healthy man becoming a sick man becoming a corpse. The thing is that even with out the drug, it would happen anyway, but who has the time to just watch the natural decay? If you really want to watch someone crumble, you need an accelerant.
