Ma was given Fentanyl at 85 for her crumbling spine. She was in constant pain. Some rock star died...I think it was Petty of an OD. She immediately ripped off her patch when she saw it on the news.
Next day she tells dad they have bedbugs and she's scratched her legs bloody. Dad looks. No bedbugs. Day 2 she says they're all over her legs - call an exterminator. Bugman comes, looks at bed, does tests or whatever on the mattress and sheets. No bedbugs. Dad says spray anyway. $500 pissed away. Next day her withdrawals subsided enough to realize there never were any bedbugs. She needed to taper down her dosing instead of going cold turkey. Dad was pissed.
