Long string of explatives!

okay, 24 hours since hospital discharge........he wasn't this high when i picked him up from the hospital, and as agreed, i am managing the pain meds. should i be worried that he has a post-op complication since he is running a temperature..... uh oh is that the sound of pills rattling in a vial coming from the dining room?   yea baby hidden stash of clonapin. ASS. gratefully my son was with me so when he said he FOUND the pill on the floor, i was supported by someone. (Also: does my stupid addict of a husband not realize that i am a crazed codependent who can smell an errant pill on the dining room carpet from two block away?) then he kept trying to lie make me feel stupid and crazy etc. etc.  uh oh hubby, now your son is PISSED. truthfully, the true force oh his son's hurt and anger must have been astonishing to him. i think he shat upon himself.......all those lies that no longer work, coming back to bite his filth covered butt.    Sorry this is so angry and bitchy but i need a vent.  all this pain over a garden variety addict!  what a jerk.