I must be insane. Today was supposed to be the day that I quit taking vicodin. Last night I tried to talk my husband into getting vicodin for me to last me until my next refill ( his back has been hurting him). He refused very nicely, and basically "talked me down". Great guy, patiently talked some since into me. I felt better and was ready to take on the w/d today. Then the morning came, and the stresses of getting all four kids ready for school in the morning, I COULD NOT HANDLE IT WITHOUT MY VICODIN! That is insane. Who am I? I had two left and took them both, dumped my purse out to find a possible straggler and scored one 5/500. Then looked into a possible long lost refill on tramadol which the pharmacy said existed and to come down anytime to pick it up. Upon going there, they actually had to call it in to my docor because I wanted the generic. I didn't want them to have to call her. At least I had enouph self control to not just tell them to give me the name brand, Ultram, and pay the 60.00. That's the only good thing I can say about myself. THat is insane. I was in panick mode at this time for I could not even get tramadol. So of course, I went to my Mother who also takes vicodin and frequently gives them to me. She gave me 20. Whew. Now what? When my husband got home, he was in a really bad mood. I am soooo glad I was not w/ding today because it would have been ugly. What am I going to do? I picture that big beautiful bottle of 120 count vicodin available in 9 days for me. Discusting I know. Ya know when I took the two vicodin tonight, I didn't even feel them take affect, they just made me feel normal. I do want to stop but I feel like I can't until I have really been able to use my last two 120 ct bottles. After that, it would be months before my doc refilled them, so I would have no choice but to quit. I feel that ever since I had the idea of quiting, my want for the pills has escalated. I had to do homework with three children, get one ready for a baseball game, go and watch the game, make dinner twice, get kids in bed, go to the store, help the tired kids all between the hours of 3-8 (the store I just got back from). If I had to do that w/ding today, well I couldn't, and my husband would have been no support today. Please comment. Thanks