In my lifetime I’ve handled opiates and they’ve handled me. In the end I realized I was a little luckier than most that it doesn’t call to me at all anymore. When I was prescribed them I realized it didn’t have a hold on me anymore and that I could use them as medicine without any desire to try and get a high from them. Probably helped they didn’t feel like the opiate that handled me in the past but thankfully I was in total control of it. They suck some life out of you anyway so I eventually just weened myself down and stopped them. Found cannabis actually did help my aches and pains and WAS a high that called to me
The other thing I found out is that I wasn’t in as much pain as I thought I was. Your body leans on having that opiate and it amplifies the hell out of your pain when it’s not freshly supplied (or you refuse to up the dosage like I did). The pain was real and I still have it but it’s rarely as bad as it would get regularly on those stupid pills. Still if I get a toothache or something I would keep a few handy if they presented themselves!
The bud? I’ll get a shot later. It’s got a pretty nice smell and smoke to her now that she’s cured completely.
A small bit of bud got accidentally trimmed off when I was doing my loose wet trim before hanging and I just put it on a plate off to the side. The smell on that little nug has drastically improved from that rotten fruit smell already and smells delightful!
Not sure if you’re saying a bean next to my junk is more appropriate or we’re flipping the usage of the word scale here
and thanks for the update bro! 