Hi, Xrayman,
Funny you should say that about Valium--that's my reaction to it. I was once prescribed it many, many years ago and found it made my depression much worse. So...I never took it again. Recently, a friend tried to explain the difference between "Downers and Uppers". Valium was a true "downer" for me.
Everyone's chemistry has a different take on a new drug entering their systems. One (wo)man's "Ugh" is another (wo)man's "Ahhhhh." If you wife had take that half a Vicodin and felt as you did, when you discovered them, that bottle on her shelf would have been empty by now!
She is fortunate to have that negative response! Most of us get started on opiates so innocently--we are in pain and are prescribed it. And, soon, the injury that originally caused that pain becomes a poignant memory, as we associate it with the wonder drug we were introduced to. And, like "first love", we work to continue the relationship. We don't have an inkling that this is a "partnership" that is going to end badly!!
I'm sure it's tough for you to keep looking at that bottle. If it's any consolation, all I would have to do to fall by the wayside is take the elevator 7 floors up to my cousin's apt., where she keeps her "supply". She has legitimate pain and has been on these medications for years--that is how I got started myself. She shared the extras. And she always has extras. So--I know what you face! And...we can't empty those bottles and 'flush'em'!! :-)
We just have to remember where our first "dates" with those pills took us. Not a relationship with any warm memories!!!
Keep up the good work. You're doing great! :-)
Lynn :-)