“People freaked out on me,” he recalled. They were sick and in withdrawal, some of them not yet understanding they were addicted. “Just about every day I was having to go in and face another ten people, and tell most of them, ‘I’m discontinuing your narcotics.’ It was really strenuous. It drained me,” he remembered. One period was so awful that he got in his car and drove to Mississippi to see his sister for a long weekend. Two patients had threatened his life that week.
