What trck of fate is this?

[scriptologist]

       Darkness surrounds my every sense. On this my first day of wicked sobriety, the pseudo-pain stalks me like an animal. How can I be so cold and hot in shiver and sweat? How can I long for death while weeping for the calcified concretions in me where healthy organs once hung? What treacherous trick of fate is it that we should toil in such travesty over so small a thing—a tiny yellow pill bearing a marauding “V”? Withdraw is a sun-baked desert with no escape beyond a gradual tread. Will I slay this horrible habit, or will I fall victim once again to my chemical lust? Do you feel as I do? If you do, please know that you do not suffer alone.

[scriptologist]

Hello V...

     I did not know that about the Ultram. I guess I had better stop taking it now. Althogh I am aking a small doses, there is no way that I am going to risk going through the pseudo pain (wthdrawl) ever again. I suppose that the doctor is trying to minimize the pseudo pain. I think that this may warrent an enhanced converation with him. Ya know, I quit meth about five years ago, but the pills are much hardewr to get off of than "the glass". Its ironic--I would have never thought that it would be this way.

Thanks V, keep talking, it helps.

[vicki595]

Hi~  The doctor told you that Ultram is an opiate with an SSRI ingredient,I hope. Be
careful taking it...

Good luck~
V.

[scriptologist]

Hi El...

     I count eight days from my last (rather depressing) post on the 29th, so this means that I have been Norco free for nine days. Though the first five oir six days were filled with my writhing around and knashing teeth, I now feel like a new person. I hope that a few people read my first post, then these new posts. Perhaps it will give them hope that the pains of withdrawl are brief. I know that they seem like they will never end--but they will. In fact, I remember two days ago thinking "there is no way that I can stand another minute of this". I sat in the shower for a while and simply decided not to be sick any more.

     I am under a doctor's care, and am allowed three Ultrams per day. I now only eat one in the AM--one in the PM. Many people wonder "how long will the withdrawls last?" I can say with great confidence that the super-sickness should pass in seven days. This has been my experiance and I was eating up to 12 pills daily, just two weeks ago. My life for those seven days seemed to be like a bad, drug-cautionary after-school-special. I was shaking, sweating, snapping at loved ones, and my body ached with every bit of charisma that my mind did. Now I can say that I feel better now --better than the pills ever made me feel for a long time.

Thnks El.      

[scriptologist]

     Hi Bec...
         You may find it funny, you may find it comforting--but I have not eaten a single Norco since that first day. I had no idea that the withdrawl pains (what I call psuedo-pain) could be so major. Two days ago, I sat in the shower for almost and hour and desided not to be sick anymore. I feel clean, almost reborn into a new threashold of sober living that relects a much brighter outlook than my origional post. I say to you--I say to all---the Psuedo-pain will not last. My addiction was three and a half years old when I quit last week. I was averaging 7-12 325/10's per day. Now, I eat one Ultram in the morning and one at night per my doctor's orders, and an adivan now nd then. Thank you so much for your message and support. I hope that my experiances can give others hope.

     I know that there are some out there who think that the pseudo-pain will never stop--but it will. I am emancipated from the jaws of my addiction--and those who are ready to quit will be freed from the chains that bind as well.

Thanks agian Bec.

[el_em_en_oh]

"...sun-baked desert with no escape..." Powerful. Describes my addiction to a 'T'.

Congratulations to you on your decision to turn your life into something meaningful, real & true.

We're all here to support you in your travels down the path to sobriety.

[Beccabeccalynn]

You do not suffer alone, it's good to see that your feeling at least well enough to pen something so eloqent. Keep fighting and no matter what don't use.

[el_em_en_oh]

Norco, I sing your praise
You give me strength, lift my malaise
My heart you ease, my mind you rest
You cheer me up, you are the best
Though still I cannot move too well
I do not feel so much like hell
My mind is mellow, smooth and fair
The pain remains but I don’t care
No longer moaning on my bed
I’m writing poetry instead
So Norco I raise a toast
To you, the pill I love the most.