Hello everyone,
If someone ever told me that I would be writing into one of these forums re drug withdrawl, I would've thought they were absolutely crazy! I am a 43 year old woman - teacher, wife and mother of 3 young children, who has been taking percocet for a back problem for approximately 6 years now. It started with a buldged disc, piriformis syndrome and sciatica, followed by intense PT, months off work, and initially occasional use of the painkillers to what is now an intense desire to use them for more than painrelief. I started taking them opccasionally, to then getting a prescription once every couple of months, to my present cycle, which has escalated to getting my prescription filled (100 pills of 5/325s), taking the pills (4-12 a day) until almost gone, then using the remaining 10-15 to "wean" myself. I would feel withdrawal symptoms for the next several days (intense sleepiness, body aches, sleeplessness, agitation) and then after a couple of weeks, would call in for another prescription refill to be faxed to my pharmacy. (My doctor had no problem with this, which now I am more than resentful over!!!)
My husband knew I was taking the pills, and voiced concern over the years, but he has no idea how completely dependent I had become on them and still has no idea how many refills I have actually had. Besides, I always made him feel that I was taking them "responsibly". I had been thinking about stopping for some time now. But last night, as I lay awake thinking about the final 7 pills I have left, I overthought the idea of having only these few pills left so much, that I literally could not sleep for hours, finally got up, called myself in sick for work and decided then and there that I have to stop taking these pills for good! My husband, who goes to work in the wee hours of the morning, got a surprise call from me at 5 a.m. when I confessed that I needed his help with getting off these things for good. It took sooo much for me to admit to him that I needed help (because I had always hidden my withdrawl symptoms from him and chalked them up to a cold or flu), but after I told him, I felt the weight of the world finally off my shoulders!!!!!! I had no idea that sharing my problem with someone would feel so good!!!!
After getting my kids off to school this morning, I also decided to call my doctor. Again, not something I would ever have dreamed I would do. Anyway, he was not in his office today, so I admitted my overwhelming feelings and my need for some help to the receptionist and she took my message and said he'll call me tomorrow evening. Again, I feel so good about calling him.
I guess I am writing today for two reasons....I'm wondering what's in store for me with regard to having my doctor help me in the weaning process (what exactly will it entail???), to hearing some words of support from this community. I am adamant that I will not tell anyone else in my family. I would be too embarrassed to admit this to anyone else, but knowing that I have my husband's and doctor's support means the world to me!!!! But I really need your encouraging words too!!!!!
desperatewifemother