Agree with Shaun your previous responder. You show integrity in publicly correcting things you wrote. Takes guts.

Pharmaceutical Fentanyl is a completely different bag of goods compared to the death sold on the streets.

Post surgery on my neck I sprung a 'leak', a bleeder and the nurse consulted the doctor on the phone and then pumped me full of fentanyl.

Goes without saying it didn't knock me on my rear end. Was it pleasant? Perhaps, but after all I was entering an emergency surgery redo, not lots of fun. I remember my nurse rolling me down to the surgery room and I started poking fun at a talkative male and female members of the staff. Something about too much flirting or what ever, they just smiled as I blissfully rolled past.

Do I recommend fentanyl? Of course not for gods sake. Just saying there's a universe of difference between street death shit and pharmaceuticals applied professionally.