I have to be careful about all of that stuff. I’m very easily addicted.
And in this case, the pain is useful - it’s a good reminder of my stupidity and it lets me know immediately when I try to do too much with my arm before it’s healed, like zipping my fly.
Very good that you know limits. Father was an alcoholic, so that’s the only type of addiction I was ever raised to be worried about. The reason I’ve never touched alcohol. I’ve been on codeine and monitored for weeks safely for dental implant problems. Pain stopped instantly when the implant fell out into my hand. Never even noticed stopping the codeine.