I have found that my tolerance to the painkilling effects of opiates leveled off more or less or atleast slowed down once i hit the right dose. I am prescribed 150mg's of morphine SR a day which is not bad at all for someone who has been on some type of opiate pretty much non stop except for a few breaks here and there since 2006. I have been on the same dose of morphine now for nearly 2 years and it's still working for my pain.
I feel like the tolerance issue is probably the hardest part to deal with if you are a chronic pain doc. They must know how to deal with it, but apparently my doc has no idea. From what I've heard, it's crucial for someone to have continuous pain meds and breakthrough meds. I have no breakthrough meds
As a long time medicinal grower and caregiver have you tried mmj as part of your pain relief.. IMO it is not the best suited approach for this type of pain, but I had clients that found considerable relief for muscular skeletal pain.
Oh yea, I live in Cali and have had my mmj card since I was 18, and some of the best clubs are within a block from my house. I recently gave the topical creams a whirl and those worked much better than I expected, but it's no opiate.
Oh... and they pushed up my surgery to next wed and I couldn't be happier, which is sorta fucked up. I'll be in so much that my pain dr will actually give me some serious medication. Maybe for a few weeks I'll actually be pain free!
And you got hit by a train right?.. I would love to hear that story if it wouldnt traumatize you..
Nope, not hit by a train. It is a pretty fucked up story though. It is a bit traumatizing, but I've been telling people instead of holding it in because it helps me deal with what happened:
When I was in college I got diagnosed with a rare but serious neurological disorder. It manifests itself through seizures (I've had more than 15 in 5 years!) trembling limbs, constant jerks, memory problems, etc. etc. I was already 20 when it happened. What really sucked was that I had just started to blossom socially. So it was truly, truly devastating. I started to become really self destructive and I ended up being a coke addict and a true alcoholic (1/5th a day, and beer in morning/afternoon) which was a really stupid thing. I would withdraw of the alcohol if I went a day without it and had seizures. So one day I was super, super drunk and I was playing barefoot soccer with some really good players. I was going for the goal and my buddy tried to block it and he ended up hitting the side of my knee with his knee. Thing is I was heading home to SF so I was just going to go back home and figure shit out. My buddy did some serious damage to my knee, he knocked some things loose, but my knee didn't shatter... yet. They didn't give me any pain meds when I went to the hospital, so I started drinking more than usual. When I was at home, I got so fucking drunk one night I climbed a tree and then had a seizure while up in the tree. I fell out of the tree onto some rocks. My knee slammed directly into a rock and literally shattered into about 10 pieces (there is still 1 piece they never got and it hurts soooooo much). I then started seizing more violently than usual on these rocks and no one could move me. The whole time I was smashing my shoulder on the rocks and they both popped out and kept smashing causing damage similar to what would happen if you smashed someone's shoulder with a hammer. I woke up in the hospital and after 7 days I came home with a script for 3x80mg of OC a day. I was pretty opiate naive too. For the first time in awhile I was not in pain, so I started just going through the OC like crazy. This about when I went into my OC/Heroin phase. I was so self destructive and I was still drinking so much, selling my klonopins for dope, got kicked out of my apartment, etc. I kept having seizures cause I wasn't taking care of myself, at all. I had to have surgery on both shoulders and my knee and each time I had a seizure the shoulders would pop out and the knee would smash against the ground. My surgeries all failed and I have to have to have 3 more. This is why I say it is all my fault, cause it really is. If I just dealt with the disorder responsibly I would have probably been alright. Oh well, I only ruined my life.
Oh, and btw. There must be a god because I found an unused patch and I have no idea where it came from.
