the first time i tried was one morning i woke up sleeping on my mothers grave and not remembering even going there and then worry were and how my kids were tried to stop but relapsed and stayed that way for another 2yrs then one night laying in bed i could feel myslef but i couldnt move or open my eyes and my little girl was sleeping next to me and i was so screwed up i didnt even care if i was laying there dying, went out and in the middle of the night (now this might of been a dream i dont know) but i could feel myself like going up in the air then would go back out then all of a sudden i woke up w feeling like i fell will hard on the bed and was gasping and my little girl sitting in cornor of bed crying out mommy mommy, thats when i found Med Help!!
bobby
Mine was when realizing that 1 pain pill would always be 1 pain pill too many and that 1,000 pain pills would never be enough.
That I could not allow the rest of my life to be ruled by something that I could no longer control, but instead was controlling me. As such, I was turning into a brain-dead pill Zombie. Not acceptable.
The final straw...was over money...i had taken money out of my IRA twice to get caught up on bills...I only remembered doing it once...the other time was a complete "no recall" and that scared me
Mine was an ambulance ride and waking in the ER on life support while my youngest boy asked my oldest if Dad was going to die - - talk about wake up calls -
My son was diagnosed with cancer!! How was I supposed to be there and care of him If I were dead!!!
Mine... had to travel about 6 hours away. When I got there I realized I had forgotten my precious little pills. (had some with me but forgot the stash). Spent the next 12 hours going back and forth for those damn things. Had to make up an incredible lie as to why I had not arrived.