Wow, didn't know there was anything like this on the web. I've been, well, abusing lortabs since I shattered my ancle in '98, I'm 25 now. I'd take what I had at the time, five 10's at a time, and felt great usually for the rest of the day. When I ran out I got a "cold", where I felt like **** for about a week before I got better. I had three surgeries over about four years between 98 and 02 or so, and I did the same thing every time. I lived distant from my parents for about three three years, and wasn't able to get to any so I didn't take them or really think about them. My ancle pain has never quit, docs say there's nothing they can do about it. I moved back to where I am now near my parents and started working for my dad's business. Dad has a pinched disc in his back and mom had broken almost the exact same parts of her ancle I had, and has the same pain. They have lortabs. I started taking a few at a time from their bottles, and they never notice. I actually tell them from time to time that I'm going to take a couple from them, and they're ok with it. Every time I would take them I would promise myself that it was the last time, and the next time I was in their house I would basically take them almost by reflex and realize what I had done after I swallowed. I'd been working with my dad this past week, and he sometimes REALLY gets on my nerves, so I was taking like 7 10's in the morning, and once a couple more in the afternoon.
Tuesday? I guess it was tuesday I took seven in the afternoon, and when I got home I started drinking long island ice teas. I don't have an alcohol problem. I drink maybe once every 4 to six months. I had five, I think, long island ice teas I made myself, so 20-25 shots on top of 7 lortab 10's four hours earlier. I remember picking up my four month old baby boy and kissing him goodnight, and feeling guilty that I was holding him in the condition I was in.
I woke up the next morning feeling like ****, like I was getting a cold. Went to work with dad, didn't take any lortabs, he could tell I was sick. I told him I thought it was a cold, but I suspected what it really was. My wife had planned to go to her family's house for thanksgiving three hours away, and left Wednesday afternoon. I was supposed to go after I got off work, but I felt too bad. So I"m at home, sick as poo, and just realizing what I'm going through after reading a lot on this forum. I got advil and tylenol pm to take for my "cold", before I realized it was withdrawal. Can I take the advil? Or should I stick to the tylenol?
Haven't and am not telling anyone about my addiction, don't want to take my parent's reaction and my wife once told me that she had lived with an addict once and if she ever found out I was addicted to anything she would leave me immediately.
Anyway, I'm done with these stupid pills, because I made me feel guilty about holding my baby and made myself miss thanksgiving with the people I love.
Thanks guys