"When I was in grad school I once had a kidney stone so bad that I ended up in an emergency room on Thanksgiving Day. They gave me some fairly strong opiate intravenously. If you've ever had something like this, you understand the appeal of heroin. Especially coming after a week of being curled up into a ball with pain."
How weird to use that metaphor. I passed a stone during college, and simply being rid of the pain was an amazing high, without the need for drugs. For a week afterward, I felt as though I had just been born. (Coincidentally, the next time I felt anything close to that euphoria was when I turned in the final draft of my dissertation.)
I suppose that once you've grown accustomed to severe pain, having it removed is a revolution.
How weird to use that metaphor. I passed a stone during college, and simply being rid of the pain was an amazing high, without the need for drugs. For a week afterward, I felt as though I had just been born. (Coincidentally, the next time I felt anything close to that euphoria was when I turned in the final draft of my dissertation.)
I suppose that once you've grown accustomed to severe pain, having it removed is a revolution.