The Fear Mongering Over Tiger Woods’ Hydrocodone

By Crystal Lindell

Famed Golfer Tiger Woods was involved in a rollover car accident this week.

While the crash was likely caused because he was reportedly looking at his phone and changing the radio station when it happened, something else has taken up nearly all the coverage of the event: Two hydrocodone tablets.

Police said Woods failed a sobriety test at the scene and that they found two hydrocodone tablets on him at the time of the accident. The pills were marked “M367” which means they were likely 10mg hydrocodone and 325mg acetaminophen combination tablets, commonly known as a generic form of Norco or Vicodin.  

For context, hydrocodone is a Schedule Two controlled substance. A 10mg tablet is equal to 10 morphine milligram equivalents (MME). The CDC recommends caution when taking daily doses that exceed 50 MME. 

A hydrocodone tablet is routinely given out for post-operative pain or extensive dental work, such as wisdom tooth removal. I think anyone who’s ever had an out-patient surgery is probably familiar with the medication.

For chronic pain patients who already have a tolerance to opioids, hydrocodone is typically something that can be taken to reduce pain while also performing routine daily tasks, like cleaning the house and working. In fact, I took one right before writing this column.

It’s very likely that Tiger Woods takes them for chronic pain, seeing as how he has had multiple back surgeries. As such, he likely has a tolerance. 

That’s not to say that taking a couple hydrocodone couldn’t cause impaired driving and lead to a crash. It most definitely could. Especially if the reason Woods had two hydrocodone on him was because he had taken a bunch more.

It’s just that the way the media has covered the accident and the two pills would make you think he was basically found with two pounds of street fentanyl on him.

The Palm Beach Post ran a story headlined, "What is hydrocodone? Tiger Woods had the pills during DUI arrest.” In it, they write: 

“Hydrocodone is an opioid used to treat severe, chronic pain. The medication has a high risk of addiction and misuse with some of its most common side effects including dizziness, loss of consciousness and severe tiredness.”

I mean, yes, technically that’s true-ish. Hydrocodone is indeed used to treat severe chronic pain, but they left out “among other things.” Most people who take hydrocodone for chronic pain build up a tolerance and have no severe side effects, especially “loss of consciousness.”

Meanwhile, the New York Post ran a story headlined, "The dangerous risks of the pills found in Tiger Woods’ pocket in DUI arrest"

The article was especially egregious. In it, they write:

“While the drug is prescribed to treat chronic pain or manage pain after surgery or injury, using it is not without risks — and serious ones at that.

A highly addictive opioid, hydrocodone is in the same class as oxycodone, morphine and fentanyl — with a high enough risk of abuse that prescriptions have dropped by as much as a third since their peak in 2011.”

Trying to equate hydrocodone to fentanyl isn’t just disingenuous, it’s also potentially harmful to pain sufferers..

For those who don’t really know what hydrocodone is, that kind of messaging means a pain medication that will almost certainly be prescribed to them or a loved one at some point will become something to avoid. They may not take it when they need it. Or they may shame a loved one for taking it when they need it.

Not to mention how harmful coverage like this is to chronic pain patients in general, who have been trying to fight the stigma around opioid medications for years now.

There is legitimate concern that media stories like this will make already overly-cautious doctors even more hesitant to prescribe hydrocodone to patients who really need it.

On Reddit you can already find chronic pain patients worried about the ramifications of this type of coverage. One user referred to the New York Post article as, "Just another opportunity to demonize opioids and chronic pain patients."

Another poster lamented: "I see my PM (pain management) physician on Friday. I'm sure this will be a topic he'll bring up. Sigh..."

In another Reddit thread, a user writes:

“Everyone knows that people who take opioids long term get used to the effects of the opioids as their tolerance grows and you learn to have a pretty normal life and do things like work, go to school, and yes… drive. I mean, are we supposed to lock ourselves in our houses and never come out again and just wither away? No, we still have a life.”

It’s disappointing to see the news media jump on any chance to continue demonizing opioids. Reporters should know better by now. 

One day, they themselves will likely need Norco or Vicodin for some sort of pain. And because of their own work, they may have trouble getting it. 

Life After Pain Meds

By Dana Stephenson, Guest Columnist

It was a warm October afternoon in 1997 when my boyfriend called and asked if I wanted to go for a ride. Being from the northeast and motorcycle season was almost coming to an end, I said sure.

I often wonder how my life would have played out if I had just stayed home that day.

It started out as a normal ride with another friend, until the friend took off down a back road. Being just 18, my boyfriend took off after him. Long story short, the road turned and we did not. We slammed head-on into a telephone pole at 85 mph. The brakes on a motorcycle don't work so well when the wheels aren't touching the ground.

I was airlifted to a hospital and was in critical condition for several weeks. I spent 10 months in the hospital and had at least eight surgeries for a fractured spine and pelvic bone, pierced colon, and bruised heart, lungs and kidney. On the outside, I only had a few scratches but I was lucky to be alive at all, considering I wasn't wearing a helmet. 

Sadly, the worst was yet to come.  I kept asking the nurses, “Where’s Mike?” The nurses would act like they couldn't hear me. I understand now they were just doing their job, but at the time I thought I was going crazy.

Three days into my hospital stay, I asked my dad the same question. He gave a simple reply, four words that I'll never forget: "He didn't make it."

Not only was this my first experience with broken bones, surgery and stitches, it was also my first experience with death.

Pain medications were necessary, along with some counseling. I made it out of the wheelchair, off the walker, and then finally the crutches. The doctors called me a walking, talking miracle.

After a few years they transferred me to pain management and I slowly began developing a new problem. To people that didn't know my story, I appeared to be normal. Pharmacists always gave me the impression that they thought I was a drug addict. Why is this young, healthy-looking girl taking such high doses of painkillers? Over the years this began to bother me more and more.

Ten years after my accident, I finally decided to get a spinal fusion, hoping the pain would go away and the social judgement would finally stop. Well, that didn't go as planned. In the 10 years since my initial fracture, I had developed scoliosis. During surgery the doctor pulled so hard on my spine, trying to get it as straight as possible before screwing it in place, he ended up re-fracturing it. Now I was in worse shape than before. 

DANA STEPHENSON

Yet a new chapter of my life began. I had to accept that at age 29, I was going to have to file for disability. After a two-year struggle they approved my application, after first denying it because of my age. That's not even legal.

After 15 years of being in pain and treated like a junkie, I had enough. It was time to get off all pain medication. I went the Suboxone route and it definitely helped with the withdrawals. After a few years I quit that too.

Of course, I'm still in a lot of pain but taking the medications again is just not worth it to me. I moved away from home, so I wouldn’t be tempted to bum pills off my old connections.

I can honestly say I haven touched a pain pill in over 5 years. It's not easy, but I'm going to be in pain with or without the pills.

Dana Stephenson lives in Florida.

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