cj
Bluelight Crew
You are more then entitled to whine a little or a alot. I'll tell you my methadone withdrawal story. I was on 150mg for 2 years. My life started to fall apart again and my family pretty much forced me off. So i tapered from 150 to 50mg over the course of like 45 days. Then shit really hit the fan and I went to rehab. They cut me off straight away no more taper. So the first 72 hours are fine slept ate all good. So like the fourth day starts and all hell begins. By 8pm I'm in worse withdrawal then I thought was possible. It wasn't my first kick you know? But this panic just came over me like I had never felt in my life. I couldn't sit still I was raging with energy but i couldn't contain it. My arms felt like jello in the worst way imaginable I couldn't stop trying to stretch. It was bad.
So I go down to the nurse and im like I'm fucking dying I'm ready to start Suboxone. They offered everyone a quick sub taper but methadone has such a long half-life I had to wait for full withdrawal. So I thought I was there like "it so couldn't get worse then this!. About five minutes after I put that shit under my tongue I felt this shiver I can't describe it like every muscle in my body contorted at the same time. My eyes started watering like a fountain. I was shaking. I go back to the nurse flipping out making a scene. They are all pissed off and telling me they can't do shit for me. I couldn't even sit still long enough for them to get my blood pressure. Like I had to be in constant motion. I can't even properly describe it now it just seems impossible to feel like that. So anyway me and the staff argue I'm coming apart at the fucking seams. Finally I'm like your going to help or I'm jumping off the goddamn roof.
So they called me an ambulance. Long story short after the longest ride of my life we get to the ER. They give me IV Ativan. Nothing no relief. Give me another dose 10 minutes later no relief. All this time I'm making a scene I can't fucking stay still so I'm trying to get up and pace but I'm supposed to be like in bed being observed because I threatened suicide. Just a shit show for everyone. So finally nurse comes back again she's like "your going to sleep". They knocked me out with IV versed. I wake up in the phych ward. They put me on Suboxone because the precipitated withdrawal had cleared the methadone and I felt better. Still on sub to this day. That was April of last year.
So yeah your doing pretty good I would say. Definitely handling it better then I did.
Lope will knock down the body symptoms which might help you sleep. A benzo would be great if available. Otherwise maybe have a drink? Unfortunately there is no sure fire solution.
Just figure out a way to get through the next 5 days. The acute withdrawal will start gradually easing up after that. Then you can worry about the rest of your life. It's important to manage your expectations too. Your brain isn't going to get back in balance for quite awhile. Read up on post acute withdrawal syndrome.
I hope your asleep right now. I'll check this again in the morning.
So I go down to the nurse and im like I'm fucking dying I'm ready to start Suboxone. They offered everyone a quick sub taper but methadone has such a long half-life I had to wait for full withdrawal. So I thought I was there like "it so couldn't get worse then this!. About five minutes after I put that shit under my tongue I felt this shiver I can't describe it like every muscle in my body contorted at the same time. My eyes started watering like a fountain. I was shaking. I go back to the nurse flipping out making a scene. They are all pissed off and telling me they can't do shit for me. I couldn't even sit still long enough for them to get my blood pressure. Like I had to be in constant motion. I can't even properly describe it now it just seems impossible to feel like that. So anyway me and the staff argue I'm coming apart at the fucking seams. Finally I'm like your going to help or I'm jumping off the goddamn roof.
So they called me an ambulance. Long story short after the longest ride of my life we get to the ER. They give me IV Ativan. Nothing no relief. Give me another dose 10 minutes later no relief. All this time I'm making a scene I can't fucking stay still so I'm trying to get up and pace but I'm supposed to be like in bed being observed because I threatened suicide. Just a shit show for everyone. So finally nurse comes back again she's like "your going to sleep". They knocked me out with IV versed. I wake up in the phych ward. They put me on Suboxone because the precipitated withdrawal had cleared the methadone and I felt better. Still on sub to this day. That was April of last year.
So yeah your doing pretty good I would say. Definitely handling it better then I did.
Lope will knock down the body symptoms which might help you sleep. A benzo would be great if available. Otherwise maybe have a drink? Unfortunately there is no sure fire solution.
Just figure out a way to get through the next 5 days. The acute withdrawal will start gradually easing up after that. Then you can worry about the rest of your life. It's important to manage your expectations too. Your brain isn't going to get back in balance for quite awhile. Read up on post acute withdrawal syndrome.
I hope your asleep right now. I'll check this again in the morning.