Through all of this, the biggest fear for me was those 3 days. Once upon a time, around 6 years ago, I quit c/t lortabs & percs. I didnt have any children at the time & I was sick & tired of the game of it all. I got a very demanding job & after the 1st night got back on it. The fear of what I went thru ten, and then knowing withdrals from methadone is intensified by a trillion is terrifying!!! Laying in bed & my legs jumping, running to the toilet, being so cranky is just a few. I know if I can get past the 3-5 day hump it will get better. I tell my husband that the kids NEED me. That I cant just lay there & gripe & moan. He works 18hour days, and it is usually just me & my daughter. I think I am going to have to be in a rehab facility to succeed! And that makes me feel like I am taking away from my daughter. People deserve more outta life then this! I think of myself asa christian, and I am facing the devil with each pill I swallow. Now, there is an inocent baby in the mix. All along I told myself it was ok