hifimusiquernb
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Okay, here is my naltrexone tale.
I have been blowing opanas for years landing me in rehab again. I am a year clean now and I'm fixing to graduate college. HOWEVER-- It took much suffering for me to get to this point.
Okay, so I end up in rehab again and at this point I had been on and off opanas for a long while. When I ended up in treatment this time I was on 125 mg of methadone a day.
Let me say this again.. one hundred and twenty-five that's 125 mg of fucking METHADONE a day. I'm about to get to the kicker of the story here.
In my initial intake I told the board that I wanted to detox FAST. (I did not see how they would get all the methadone out of my system in a week) So they tell me about the drug naltrexone and that it will do the job. They give me 40 mg of naltrexone.
Now let me really pick this apart for you people.. I have been on 125 mg of methadone a day and I have no clean days behind me. (I'm medically supervised do not try this at home kids.)
I take my meds that morning along with the 40 mg of NALTREXONE and 20 minutes afterward I start withdrawing so fucking bad that I have an hour long panic attack. I'm screaming like a lunatic going to the bathroom all over myself all the while thinking, "okay. I'm going to die". I'm an atheist and I asked Jesus Christ to spare my life. Oh, yeah methadone is by far 10x harder than coming off of than good smack in my experience. I was hallucinating and seeing crazy visual things I'm not going to go into but I think you get the picture. That day was worse than my dad dying because I thought I was going to die. I was seeing bizarre movies playing on the wall in my room. I can't make this shit up people. They had to use "chemical restraints" (nut houses don't use jackets anymore) to zap me to sleep and take me out of my misery. It was THAT BAD. I got so fucked off that I literally didn't eat anything for 3 days. I couldn't keep it down. They had to run an IV drip up my arm because I couldn't keep down water. All in all it took 10 full days of excruciating SUFFERING to get it all out of my system. Many places wouldn't take me because I was on methadone.. I was coming off of benzos too.
Cheers
I have been blowing opanas for years landing me in rehab again. I am a year clean now and I'm fixing to graduate college. HOWEVER-- It took much suffering for me to get to this point.
Okay, so I end up in rehab again and at this point I had been on and off opanas for a long while. When I ended up in treatment this time I was on 125 mg of methadone a day.
Let me say this again.. one hundred and twenty-five that's 125 mg of fucking METHADONE a day. I'm about to get to the kicker of the story here.
In my initial intake I told the board that I wanted to detox FAST. (I did not see how they would get all the methadone out of my system in a week) So they tell me about the drug naltrexone and that it will do the job. They give me 40 mg of naltrexone.
Now let me really pick this apart for you people.. I have been on 125 mg of methadone a day and I have no clean days behind me. (I'm medically supervised do not try this at home kids.)
I take my meds that morning along with the 40 mg of NALTREXONE and 20 minutes afterward I start withdrawing so fucking bad that I have an hour long panic attack. I'm screaming like a lunatic going to the bathroom all over myself all the while thinking, "okay. I'm going to die". I'm an atheist and I asked Jesus Christ to spare my life. Oh, yeah methadone is by far 10x harder than coming off of than good smack in my experience. I was hallucinating and seeing crazy visual things I'm not going to go into but I think you get the picture. That day was worse than my dad dying because I thought I was going to die. I was seeing bizarre movies playing on the wall in my room. I can't make this shit up people. They had to use "chemical restraints" (nut houses don't use jackets anymore) to zap me to sleep and take me out of my misery. It was THAT BAD. I got so fucked off that I literally didn't eat anything for 3 days. I couldn't keep it down. They had to run an IV drip up my arm because I couldn't keep down water. All in all it took 10 full days of excruciating SUFFERING to get it all out of my system. Many places wouldn't take me because I was on methadone.. I was coming off of benzos too.
Cheers
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