"That's not wise," Benjamin warns her.
Midge shakes her head. She can go home today and they're negotiating her at-home pain management. "I don't care. I don't want the heavier drugs."
"I get that there's a conflict of interest," Benjamin says, trying to be understanding. "Heavier drugs means a big chunk of your support system has to keep their distance."
"He doesn't go after the stuff I've been taking, his tolerance is too high for him to be interested," Midge explains. "I can-"
"Midge, I'm very concerned about your pain tolerance."
"I'm not. I can handle this."
"As part of your medical team I can't advise this," he says, but blows out a breath. "Okay. A week trial without the stronger stuff. If it gets too much for you, I'm prescribing the big guns. And I'll be checking in with your mother. Who still likes me better than Lenny by the way."
"He's an acquired taste," Midge jokes lightly.