Every year at about his time I get Bronchitis. The SLC valley is built perfectly to trap all the smog and pollution in during the winter causing an inversion, and I've never had great lungs to begin with. So I go to the doctor today to get checked out and get on anti biotics. Usual, this is one of my favorite times of the year, because I've always been able to con them into giving me about twice the recomended dosage for codein cough syrup. This year I put all narcotics down as a drug allergy. Then i explained to the CNA, the Nurse, and the doctor that it isn't good for me to use any amount of narcotics. Still the doctor told me she was giving me the stuff to go with my anti-biotics. So I said Opiates get me sick, she said she'd give me an anti nausia med. So finaly I just go ahead and tell her that I'm a recovering Heroin addict and it just wasn't a good idea. First she gives me that Look I used to get when I'd try too hard to get drugs, then she looked at her chart ten times to see where she'd missed the Junky warning, but then she started asking questions about rehab, and talking about a friend who needed help that she didn't know what to do for. This is the second time I've had a prolonged talk with a medical professional about the recovery side of addiction. It surprices me that more people don't know about it. She was a doctor. She only ever cared to look for the sickness, and never the healing, she has been giving me drugs for three years, she didn't remember me, when she double checked my chart and realized how many times I'd been in(Insta Care, they see to many people to bother with repor), she just looked dumbfounded.