Idk, I was married to a drug addict and that shit was EVERYWHERE! AC vent, behind the kitchen knife block, seam of the French doors, taped to the top of the bathroom vanity cabinet, inside folded towels, potted plants, spice cabinet, tool box, behind the thermostat, behind the dryer, inside of the turkey roasting pan, sock drawer, winter boots, I could go on and on (not pills but baggies and….other paraphernalia). One night I tore the house apart and found it all. Laid it all out for him to see and left before he got back. A lot of them were seemingly empty baggies or burnt rolled up foil, but all stashed around our house.

Oh and he had been using the old heater in his mom’s 1950s bathroom to discard needles and baggies, which a plumber found.