That is off the topic, but I appreciate anyway, Thanks!
Can i say something here thats off topic?
I THINK YOU ARE SMOKING HOT!
I try to sit in our living room and watch something on t.v that i know my kids will watch with me.Or i will take them to a park where i can sit and let them play just so i can stay sane i take a blanket and just lay there.I hate lying but when they ask me i tell them i think i am getting sick just so they dont have to hear the ugly truth why their mom is really sick.But try doing something that you can relax while they have fun
I am glad I am not the only mom. I am so ashamed. I also have an 8 year old adopted son. I tihnk he knows and doesn't say anything.
What are you doing to get through WD while parenting?
I am in the same situation but i am addictied to opiates and the withdrawls are horrible.I have 5 kids 11,9,8,5,4 and i don't want to tell them why there mom is not feeling good.I started using when I hurt my back almost 2 years ago.And I did the same thing used the pain as a excuse to numb everyday life events.
I am a mother of 3 and currently breastfeeding while abusing my Norco prescribed for bone spurs from C-spine level to my L-spine level. The neck is the worst. I used to take 3 daily, now it's 8,9,10 (10 mg each). I talked to my son's ped, he is not testing + for the drug (and has not) so I kind of let it get out of control, not to mention I genuinely hurt and as of this moment little can be done for it. I was reading the posts and started crying because I am in day 1 with W/D and suffering. Caring for more children (5,2, 8 mns) is a tremendous chore. I ache, I am running a temp ranging from normal to 101.8, diarrhea, chills, sweats, achy, nose running, tired, depressed...you name it. I could call the doctor but I am trying not to. I can't recall the last time I was a "good" mother instead of hazy, or a good wife, I don't even "put-out" any more and it used to be a daily occurrence. The HD are ruining my marriage and even yesterday (my wake-up call) helping my son with his homework was overwhelming frustrating so I started yelling and sent him to his room and he was so sad and crying and it breaks my heart. This drug has made me an ***, a loser, and my patience and sex drive have been eaten away. Everyone around me knows but they enable and won't stand by me and help me through this. Part of why I started abusing them although I used pain as my reason. I feel so hopeless and I am terribly uncomfortable. Venting is a relief in and of itself. I just hope I can push through a little bit longer and my babies can understand why basics are all I can provide right now. It's hard to play while shaking and aching.