by Cathywantslifeback
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Cathywantslifeback
Female, 52 years
Lynn - MA
Member since Apr 2009
Mood: Cathywantslifeback and is scared
, 56 minutes ago
To: All
I am a 52 year old woman who has been fighting this painkiller addiction for 7 years ..off and on( mostly on!!).
I broke my ankle at 45, had surgery and was precribed Vicodin for 6 months. Intellectually I knew it was an addictive drug, but I was only taking them as prescribed and since I had never been addicted to any substance,I didn't think there would be a problem.
Then the Dr took me off of them on one visit..and the horrible journey began.
I spent the first year off them completely depressed...in bed 90 percent of the time. I was a happy middle class "soccer Mom" with a husband and four daughters but became a mess. I made an appointment with a therapist..only to find out she was a Nurse Pharmacologist who put me on four antidepresants and clonopin for anxiety.
I had been taking clonopin for years, prescribed by my family Dr for anxiety but they were used as needed. If I had to go someplace I knew I'd be anxious, I'd take one or two. The bottle would stay in my medicine cabinet for months..it wasn't a daily thing.
Each time I'd go to the nurse I'd tell her nothing was working..I was still mostly in bed so she'd up a prescription..change a medication, but nothing made a difference.
I finally went to my family doctor and told him nothing was working and I wanted off everything. I wanted my life back.
He put me on one antidepressant for anxiety and refilled my clonopin (which I had now started to abuse...trying to get the feeling I had gotten from the Vicodin.
Unfortunately at the same time I read an article in a magazine that told how you could buy almost anything on line with no prescription.
That's when this hell really started. I started buying Vics online (it was easy to do back then..the rules are far stricter now). I maxed out every credit card..then found COD sites. After spending bill money and not having enough cash for the COD sites..I started with street dealers. Anything to get my pills. I had to take more and more to feel anything and without them I couldn't function.
The job I loved and had been at for 7 years, where I was on the ladder up the company ended up giving me a final warning..no callouts or tardiness for the next 90 days or I would be fired. I knew I'd never make it 90 days so I resigned. (Better than getting fired right? Ha!!).
I could go on and on..but I'm sure most of you know where this story leads.
My husband was not supportive..didn't take away the bills from me..just treated me with disgust. He began to have an affair and two years ago after 25 years of marriage, left me for another woman. We lost our house..everything we had worked for was gone.
I am now living in an apartment ..I'm behind on the rent because every penny goes to vics..or percs..I'm not picky anymore. I did buy suboxone a couple of times and quit, but then it was back to bed with depression, so I'd start all over again.
There are clinics, but they all have huge waiting lists and private doctors who can prescribe suboxone only take cash..400 for the first visit and 150 each month afterwards. Plus I don't want to go on Suboxone..it's a narcotic...I have a friend who's been on it for three years now and "is still not ready to be weaned"
I'm getting a great tax refund..enough to buy a cheap car..get a job that pays better than minimum wage, catch up on rent and bills,but if I don't clean up now..you all know where that tax refund will go.
I've been reading the posts here and you all seem so understanding..you've been there and I'm ready for any help or advice you can give me.
Do I buy a couple of suboxone to get me through the worst few days of withdrawal?? Or am I just postponing the inevitable??
Three people in my life know..no one in my family..my daughters would be devastated.they think I'm doing great..I can't tell them.
I've started going to meetings even though I'm using..I feel so guilty but I know that has to be a part of it..forever probably.
I just need people I can talk to , be honest with, know what to expect.
I am seeing my doctor tomorrow..I want to be honest with him, but there isn't a lot he can do.
His concern is my abusing the clonopin too. I want to get off that as well, but that withdrawal isn't physical. I run out every month and can't leave my house..can't answer my phone..it's like I'm living in an alternate planet..afraid of everything, spacy, jumping at every noise...just petrified.
But that's another issue for another time.
Right now I need to kick this painkiller habit before I''ve lost everything..again.
I'd appreciate any advice..the best way to detox, what to expect as far as depression goes, how long the detox pains last..especially those leg aches. I'm afraid I'm not strong enough and I'll give in.
I'm ready..I have to be.I want a normal life..to spend my energy on living, not worrying.."do I have enough for a couple of days?? what if I run out?? where am i going to get the money..will someone cuff me some until I get my paycheck(which needs to go to rent and bills..I'm the sole provider for my 14 year old because my ex is unemployed.
I've considered suicide, but I can't do that to my family. I'm just so tired of this **** and the lying and the sneaking. I'm so done with it and I know so many of you have come through to the other side...Please help me figure out what to do.
Thank you for listening to my rambling. I really look forward to hearing from you.
Thank you,
Cathy