Forgot this earlier: I think I was in the 9th grade when I started stealing money from my mom's purse. (Never from Dad's wallet tho-- he'd kick my arse all the way across town.) It's not like they wouldn't have given me the money if I asked & had a good reason...I just didn't want to ask. One day while I was going thru Mom's purse, I found 10mg Valium & Lasix bottles. So, yes, I had to try them. I already knew what each was for. It's obvious why I took the Valium. But I took the Lasix because, in my little anorexic mind, I needed to have some water pulled out of my system to look better. I was SO disappointed that neither med seemed to work at all. If you're gonna go out of your way to steal something, it oughta work!