thanks, aq. I'm doing better, but the fatigue seems to be the worst of the remaining symptoms. Yesterday, my proudest moment was that I took a shower, got dressed, and dried my hair without stopping to lie down along the way. I'm celebrating those little victories, but they seem so miniscule. I'm weaning off the clonazapam, so I'm hoping that will help...but I can tell when it is wearing off by how jumpy and unsettled I feel. The longest I made it before this was 5 days. On Monday, my doc offered to put me back on opioids and I refused them. This is for good.
What I would like to say to anyone reading this is that this is not an easy journey--easier with medical support by far, but still not easy. I've made it through the worst of the physical symptoms (although still having to take Immodium) and still waking up in a drenching sweat every other night. And I'm 2 weeks in. My doc says it will get better faster now, but I'm starting not to believe what he says. Still, if you're on this journey and it takes you 3 days, that's wonderful. I wish that had been my experience. But if you stick it out two weeks and say, "STILL???" Then, yes, still...but celebrate taking a shower and dressing without having to lie down in between.
Emotionally, I'm angry that I let myself get to this point (and my doc did, too). And I'm bored. Everything was so much more entertaining on opioids. And right now, I don't have the energy to even walk my dog. But I feel strangely strong, too. Like, I did this. I did THIS. And this was so amazingly difficult. As I said, I've had shorter times of w/d, but I knew those times that I just had to wait until I got more meds. This time, I feel finished. I had an opportunity to get more, and turned them down. This site is so amazing. I'm really not sure I would have made it if you weren't here. THANK YOU!