I don't do anything of the sort, sky.
I've been on opioids for a bit short of a decade, and believe you me, coming off, or lowering the dosage is miserable.
And thats not counting that without my OC, the pain in my knee and hip is unbearable. I have to sleep with a pillow between my knees as it is, without the oxy, I can just about walk to the local paki shop. And pressing down the clutch of the car during my driving lessons is bloody painful unless I bang up a few minutes before my lessons.
(I don't take enough to become impaired while driving, I just shoot a 40, or sometimes 80mg, depending on tolerance.)
I do reduce my tolerance by other means. Either methoxetamine, or 3-/4-methoxy-PCP, via the IV or IM route, NMDA receptor antagonists rapidly drop opioid tolerance, as well, apparently, as tolerance to amphetamines, although I genreally dislike stimulants.
Off pain meds, withdrawal aside totally, it feels like having an irish screwdriver in the hips.
And neuropathy fucking sucks too.
I had an operation on my knee a few years ago, and the ONLY good thing to come of it, were the shots of morphine, fentanyl and propofol I got given. I had some bone removed from my knee and behind my patellar tendon, they fucked it up and left me with the neuropathy, and worse pain by far, as well as a knee that sometimes just folds under me and collapses.
Currently feeling-content. I JUST managed to get back to the chinese in time before they closed up shop and get myself a second portion of king prawns in spicy black pepper sauce, had one earlier for my tea, but fancied another one for a snack, its fucking delicious.
I forgot to buy beer, but oh well...buggrit, I have those mini shots, and a bottle of vodka.
Finishing off with 3/4 of a roast chicken, soaked thoroughly in tabasco sauce.
