RelatedBilly Dennis is the news editor at Eastfield College’s newspaper, the Et Cetera. The most dangerous drug dealers I ever knew were my pain doctors.
At the age of 22, I survived a near-fatal car wreck. As I lay in a medicated coma, doctors told my family I had a 10 percent chance to live through the night. I spent the next seven months in the hospital and an additional two years learning to walk again.
I broke nearly every bone in my body from the chest down. I lost six inches of bone in my left leg and four in the right, requiring multiple bone transplants and grafts. I also had an L4 and L5 burst fracture of the lower lumbar, which caused severe long-term nerve damage. Ultimately, I had 27 surgeries to repair my mangled body.
When I was finally released from the hospital, I had more metal in my body than Wolverine and a massive drug dependency. I was taking more than 100 mg of methadone and oxycodone and more than 300 mg of hydrocodone daily. Coincidentally, the driver who hit me was high on the same types of pain medications.
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