Mayfair wrote:It's strange...Vicodin does nothing for me. I have been prescribed it a few times over the last two years and it does not do anything for me. Regular anti-inflammatories and Tylenol 3 (w/ codeine) are much more effective for me.

It's the same for me. I fractured my ankle in three places about three years ago (which I do not recommend to anyone), and my doctor prescribed me a whole bunch of Vicodin. I was hoping for a true QOTSA decadent experience, but all that happened was I fell asleep. Maybe not crap, but not much fun, either (then again, maybe I would have had more fun if I wasn't in a whole lot of pain).

vicodin does nothing for me, either. it won't even make me sleepy or mildly euphoric. codeine does a little more and percs/oxy do a very nice job of giving the euphoria. valium has a really goofy effect on me, as i've been told.

Vicodin works for me. Codeine doesn't do shit, literally, it just makes me constipated. I like Vicodin.

well, opiates DO cause constipation...

same wrote:this drug is highly addictive though and it's bad for not only your liver, but your heart and digestive track too. and drinking alcohol with it is fucking awful for you. so watch out.

That's interesting. I know some people that occasionally like to pop a vike or 2 before they head out for a night of hard drinking. It always seemed like a really stupid idea to me.

well, it's not the drug itself that's bad for you, it's the apap (aspirin) in each pill. lots of times there can be up to like 325/500/750mg in a pill... so imagine taking a handful of those, how much damage it could do over an extended period of time.

full point wrote:
The 5/500 mixture is garbage. I'm convinced that the 10/500 mix is much better. You can always upgrade either dose with a beer, however.

Please, never write childrens books.

Vicodin works remarkably for me, all fuzzy and nice.
With a beer?...............well, it is dangerous, dangerous and nice.


Not Crap Vicodin!

not crap, only when mixed with some brews, and maybe some gold bond.

I admit, I was too much of a scaredy cat to mix it with wine. If I didn't live alone, that might be another thing...