you know from the very beginning, i felt like we've had about the same thing going on. i'm sorry about the benzos for you, though. i wish i would've seen what you were trying to do. the mantra is withdrawal CAN'T KILL YOU...except benzos and alcohol.
why DID i start this ridiculous cycle? i knew it would happen, i saw it coming. i had many chances to quit before i got to the level i got to.
such is life...
anyway, yesterday for the first time, i didn't have any stomach pain. still a little runs, but that freaking contraction-like cramping is gone. i'm feeling well. today is day 17- whoo-hoo!
and b/c my husband still goes to the clinic, we have methadone in the house constantly. i had one night where the thought of it kept me from sleeping, but other than that i just feel so sorry for him. i'm literally scared for him. he's on a much higher dose than i was and has heart-problems to boot. so, yeah, why did we do this to ourselves? it would've been a lot easier (and cheaper) to run to mexico and mainline sewer water for a month =)