No, it's not LSD, it's Ponstan

Drug abuse is quite a simple thing in Malaysia. This thought came to mind when I was in the clinic this morning (I have the disastrous flu again), and the doctor prescribed me Polaramin, Zyrtec and Panadol at the same time, without any explanation whatsoever except that Polaramin makes you drowsy.

This may sound all very eyebrow raising to you all, I mean, so what? He prescribed you medicine?. Well yeah, but Polaramin is a very strong anti-histamine, which beats Zyrtec anytime. But Zyrtec is still a strong antihistamine, but without the effects of Polaramin, so it's good for everyday use. So, why should I eat Zyrtec and Polaramin AND Panadol at the same time?

I explained to him I had some Clarinase this morning before the trip to the clinic, and that I cannot possibly eat those other drugs, and he said, yeah ok. Alright, maybe I'm being bias on his not informing me that eating all those drugs at the same time is lethally dangerous, I mean, he's been prescribing me those drugs since I was in primary school, so I guess he thinks I should be smart enough to not eat a dose of each at the same time.

I went out and told my dad what he prescribed me, and he just laughed. Yes, my liver will be down and dead by the time I finish the packets of dosages.

Well what I'm trying to say in this post is not about about how I feel all happy and smart for pointing out what should and shouldn't go together, but that drug abuse in Malaysia is just dead easy.

A very good friend of mine had a headache and had his mother's Ponstan, which is a painkiller I take sparingly only when I get a badass pain from the orthodontist. To add on to that unnecessary dosage, he also had paracetamol. He said he felt so high after that.

I know some people who have abused paracetamol due to depression. One got admitted into a hospital and had to have her stomach pumped. One got sent home with a hell lotta antacids. The point here is, that not how much or how little damage and pain it can cause you, but the fact that there are so many outlets in this country to abuse ourselves with objects that were meant to heal.

I know a pharmacy near my school where you can walk in and demand a normal behind the counter drug and get it with or without the pharmacist around. I also know that, walk into any Guardian here and ask for Zyrtec, and ta-daa, you'll get it if theres a pharmacist on duty. Overseas, you might even need a prescription from a doctor to get you one packet of lovelies.

Fucking up your liver is the slowest, most subtle, hardest way to die with the simplest methods of doing so. Having a failed liver will cause havoc to your health, will make you even more yellow than you are, and will kill you softly and slowly unless you are lucky enough to get a liver transplant. And survive under the knife and the risk of rejection.

I have a whole cabinet dedicated to anti-histamines, pain killers, and uneaten packets of different types of paracetamol in my kitchen. Now, tell me, if I were really really mentally unstabled,really depressed, being on my last nerve and so exhausted out of life; how long exactly is the period of time for me to finish those paracetamol packets and gladly declare my one way ticket to death?

Not long at all. I guess it's to make way for the really long ride to hell.