I have a 50 years old uncle who has been a drug addict for the past 35 years and the only thing he did all his life is live to consume drugs. He lives in a dump and won't let us, his family, get close to him to help him. He said its the path he chose, so he's going to do it alone.
Last week he was injecting himself on the neck when the needle broke. Now, its swimming in his body and the doctors say there's nothing they can do about it. They could try a CAT scan to locate it, but even then there was the problem of removing it.
I'm not complaining or looking for pats on the back. I actually admire my uncle a lot: he lived his own nightmare and never dumped his burden on the rest of us, no matter what he went through.
I guess I just want to share this.