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good luck with whatever choices you make and i am sure the doc will pop in here and answer your question as to whether it is contraindicated while on methadone!!
peace,
amber
I also looked elsewhere and found no interactions anywhere else.
What is the trick to posting a new topic?
Thanks,
Thomas
in order to post a question
peace!!!!!!!!!!hippy
I neglected to state that there is no listed contraindication to Paxil in Methadone maintenance to my knowledge
peace,
amber
It is neat for me to read other points of view on these subjects. Regarding my clinic not seeming very wise, I don't want to seem cynical, but I've wondered. The answers I've gotten when inquring about more extensive information about withdrawal, comes down to, "Everybody's different." I respect my clinic a lot and I think it is ethical and fair, and I myself feel proud of the work I do, doing counseling and therapy with them - over a longer period of time than one usually gets a chance to do. I've seen some wonderful changes in people.
I hope you guys won't be mad to hear that a methadone counselor doesn't know everything about methadone, and won't turn me into some kind of a whipping post (those of you who don't like Methdadone.)
PS, I tried to post a question this morning 5/31/03 at 7 past 12:00 midnight, and it said they were all filed up. Go figure.
As Hippee mentioned above, it is best to try and post questions around 8:00 till 11:00 am Eastern. There is a two question per day max(usually), except sometimes weekends will vary(sometimes only one or none at all).
percs
Oxic----How the hell ARE you?? I'm going through Canuck withdrawl here.........:-)
...It's move day!!!!
Just having my coffee and off we go.........yeha.
Appears i'm in the penalty box, above.
You remember my friend with the liver/kidney deal a while back; well this week he woke up one morning coughing up large volumes of blood........another trip to ER, found blood clotting in his lungs and pneumonia. He is on the mend again. Another crazy week.
I hope you are having a great weekend; and maybe we should break the "silence" this week???
I'll mail u en la manana.
LOL JK Oh I forgot I already have one! Excuse me
Damn. A guy gets his MIL outta the way and PRESTO, these groupies come out of the woodwork.
Bill, I appologize for their behavior. Simply unacceptable.
I guess we'll have to add 'Canadian' to our vocabulary now! LOL
So sorry to hear about your buddy. I hope everything works out for him. It is hard to hear stories like that and just wish that there was something you could do to ease the pain.
Chezzz
Chezz, thanks for the kind words! Everything up here is cruising along. My buddy has been through more than most people will ever go thru, and he still doesn't *****. He is a tough mother ******, so i'm sure he'll pull through.
MIL is doing well, and as of right now....in her own apartment and working up here....waiting for her immigration to go thru.
Sober just over 7 months for her!!!
Still dealing with my buddys' estate "stuff", and that seems to pull me down every time,but trying to move forward.
I hope your hangin in my almost Canadian friend!!! Always great to see you posting!!!
percs
Oh I am in trouble now.............
You are a testament to those people out there that think they can't go on in life without the aid of opiates to "help" you get through the hard times.
You have been through the worst and still have made it through pill free. CONGRATULATIONS are in order.
I am so happy to hear about your MIL. YOU have a lot of involvement in why she succeeded, you should be proud of that. Cause I know I am envious of you to be able to help someone go from the depths of despair to recovery and beyond, all with your help.
Keep it up Buddy,
Chezz
I'm curious about what brings you here. I apologize if I missed your earlier posts, but do tell us again.
Thomas
I have two images burnt not only into my memory, but deep into my soul, and they are: 1.) My mother laying in the ER immediately after she died, with cotton batton on her eyes(to preserve them...as we donated her cornea to two successful transplant recipients). She had a pink fiberglass cast on her right wrist, with my daughter and neices freshly signed names standing out, in the black felt pen....exactly how they were put on two days previous. I remember holding her icey cold hands. And,
2.)My best buddy laying in the morgue(a couple months later) with 3 bullet holes in his head, and once again i remember how heavy, lifeless and cold his hands were as i held them to say goodbye. I just shook his hand 36 hours before that.
It hit me like a godddamned lightning bolt, that life is so precious and precarious. LIFE-----DEATH. And way to short to go through it in an opiate haze. Besides it didn't matter how many percs i took the heartache still remained.......but in a distorted manner.
So, that was it for my several year pill popping frenzy.
I guess the old saying that good things come out of bad, is true after all.
percs
Seriously, those are images that will last for good or ill. Better they help sustain your recovery.
Give my regards to that hotty!
Thomas
Think i was heading more for the "if you are contemplating/starting to/have given up the pills(or whatever), do it, cause you never know what tomorrow will bring" effect.
I don't know what to say to that. And I don't think I will even try.
You are right. Life is short, unknown, and unlived while on opiates.
When my Mom died, I couldn't believe. Then my Uncle, and yet again I was in a daze as to how this could happen. I am 29. I should have been able to have years left to live with both of them. Yet in an instant they were taken.
It is four months now, and it still feels like yesterday. My Aunt told me that when someone passes on, it never really hits until the 4 month mark. That is when it finally hits that they aren't coming back.
Even though I am still in extreme pain most of the time and need to take my meds. I don't always. Even though I just found out I am up for surgery now. I WANT to feel. I want to get through it.
Yet in the back of my mind I don't think it will ever pass...
I am sorry to hear all that you have been through. In a wierd way I am sorry I know what it feels like...
Chezz
I haven't been here in a long while. We had a serial killer on the loose here in the South, and I was keeping up w/ that, and we had a pretty bad scare here on the forum too, around that time.....rem? spook? Well, our serial killer is in custody and things will be pretty uneventful till the trial.....
Not even sure if you remember me, but I think of you all; often, and wonder if there is any of us still posting here..... I figured you would still be here, because you do a great service here, and I'm sure it's rewarding..... How are you doing these days? There were a few others, but I can't recall the names..... One guy was very ill, and had some pretty bad health problems, as I recall, maybe the liver..... was it aj or shoot, I can't recall, but I wonder how he is? Drop me a line or 2....
Angelica
So, You recall the spook days?? huh? That was something else...What was your ID back then? Well, gotta run....t/s
Angelica~
So they did, three times. What was left of him, anyway.
Since he was on a ventilator for the three weeks afterward for which he lived, no one knew just how much of "him" was left. . .but his heart had suffered irreparable damage and his brain was most likely affected as well. As far as I know, he was clean at the time of his heart attack -- no credit to his doctor, just the pharmacy that finally cut him off. Nonetheless I learned first about narcotics at home and got my first ones from my father, who I'm sure had no idea that he was doing anything wrong -- and who I know had to have suffered greatly watching me destroy myself slowly in the 10 years following his death. Yes, I am spiritual (NOT religious, big difference there), and I believe in an afterlife, but that's beside the point for now -- another rant for another day.
Anyway, he was 67 and had been married to my mom for 46 years. So, to make a long, incredibly painful story short, my Aunt Mary, my mother's closest sister and like a second mom to me, got a recurrence of the cancer she had been free of for SEVEN YEARS and died just weeks within the same year my father died.
I say all that only to say this: my drug use (particularly Vicodin, which I was prescribed for migraines) went through the roof during this time. . .but the pain would never leave, just be kind of "compartmentalized" for a (very short) time. I will never forget being higher than high, almost to nodding, when visiting my father during those terrible three weeks. . .and still, invariably, have to stop in the visitor's rest room on the Intensive Care Ward on the way out of the building to cry. In my mind I can still smell the scent of the disinfectant they used and feel the cold tile of the wall against my forehead as I leaned against it and cried for what felt like forever.
Sorry this ended up so depressing. . .but I guess it's something that needed to come out. For those of you experiencing new grief, all I can tell you sounds kinda lame right now -- that it does get better, with time. . .but, for me, it's been eleven years now since I lost my dad -- and I don't think I'll ever be "over" it, completely. Plus, Father's Day is right around the corner, and that's never easy. . .I try not to be too down so I won't spoil it for my own kids. My prayers, as always, are with you all.
Peace,
Kurt
I remember Spook. . .what a strange, unsettling character he was. What eventually happened to him (if you know? just curious). . .BTW, not sure, but I THINK the name I posted under then was "Pelle" (for Pelle Lindbergh, a Swedish goaltender for the Philadelphia Flyers who won numerous awards and died in a drunk-driving accident at the age of 26, at the beginning of what may have been a Hall of Fame type career).
Always good to see people back here. . .and, selfishly, to be back here myself, and not dead the thousand or so times that, by all rights, I should have been.
Peace,
Kurt