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I went c/t again yesterday....
by MonkeysWife, Dec 30, 2006 12:00AM
My symptoms peaked this morning and this afternoon got so bad I asked my mom (my husband was working) to take me to the ER. The doctor there was wonderful. he didn't make me feel at all like I was a junkie. I was shaking terribly, he began by giving me a dose of ativan and then clonodine pills. He prescribed 2 colondine pills for the next three days and he thought that would get me through the most difficult part. I still have an appointment with the spine doc on Wednesday. I am still feeling pretty horrible, but right now I feel like I can make it through. The withdrawal symptoms are definitely not as intense. The worst thing is the pains I am feeling. But I guess it is no worse than a bad flu. Thank you all for support. I am hoping I can make it through tonight, then I'll handle tomorrow when it gets here.
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That was a nice piece of fiction. Pray tell what happened after you swallowed that pain killer? I mean then you need those blankets, no? (As for the Doc. in the story, well what would one expect from a prison doc.)