tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191850282317072154.post9062068747925010790..comments2023-03-11T09:28:30.088-05:00Comments on The Interventionist: Addict To Addict Prejudices Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00454897275792311921noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191850282317072154.post-82361089021879320942015-06-23T15:50:41.624-04:002015-06-23T15:50:41.624-04:00Good discussion. I will weigh in even though I...Good discussion. I will weigh in even though I'm supposed to be getting some chores done around here (that's another story). I'm 57 and was an alcoholic, then was freed from the obsession to drink. Then my back developed problems and, long story short, I was on a combination of Methadone, Oxycontin, and Hydrocodone. All for "pain management". This went on for 3 years. Then God allowed everything to change and I found myself living in Maine. Maine has strict rules against prescribing pain meds and/or Methadone. Within 6 months I was desperately trying to find someone, ANYONE to refill my prescriptions. Nothing happened. So, not knowing what I was doing, I just quit. "Fuck it, I'll just quit" I told myself. <br /><br />8 Days of no-sleep, sweating, mind racing, diarrhea and terrible pain later, I was free. I went to two different ER rooms to get help with my symptoms. Nothing. Then I found a kind Nurse Practioner who understood PAWS (Post Acute Withdrawal Syndrome) and who also practiced Healing Touch therapy on me. She prescribed Tramadol for my pain issues, telling me it was safe and wonderful. Two years of that, personality changes, etc and guess what: now Tramadol is no longer prescribed. So I did my usual self-withdrawal again. It was almost as bad as getting off the Opioids. Terrible insomnia, racing thoughts. What a nightmare.<br /><br />I share this because I now know that Methadone is as evil as the heroin and opiates it's supposed to deliver you from. And so is Tramadol. I wish I could have those years back. That I didn't have to endure all the insanity it caused me. <br /><br />I'm fairly normal acting now. I manage pain using over the counter stuff, plus a portable TENS unit I found at Wal-Mart. I met and married a wonderful man with whom I share my life. I'm alive again. I feel things. And it's good. I'll never go back.<br /><br />Thankyou for letting me share.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2191850282317072154.post-8248599568227360442015-05-04T01:13:27.335-04:002015-05-04T01:13:27.335-04:00Amen. Amen. Annettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18326425173333184401noreply@blogger.com