prochargdgt91
Greenlighter
- Joined
- Nov 24, 2014
- Messages
- 5
I'll start at the begining of my journey. I'm currently 29 years of age, have fought anxiety and panic attacks since the age of 15, and that's where my story begins. In high school, I loved my marijuana and never felt any desire to try another drug. Pot was my one and only. However, one night I'm smoking with some friends and encountered my first panic attack. I was able to go outside and was immediately fine. Next day, same thing, only this time it was bad, very bad. Smoked, panic attack. This time, nothing helped. I spent the next 7 months on literally one long panic attack. In and out of hospitals, doctors offices, all said the same thing. Nothing medically wrong with me. I finally learned what was wrong with me from an aunt who was a nurse. I was put on Paxil and literally thought I was gonna die. So I stopped taking it. Since I was smoking weed when this happened, I obviously never smoked again, in fact, drugs or alcohol scared me to death. I wouldn't even take tylenol without reading the label, would walk around checking my pulse, wouldn't leave my house, afraid I would die in my sleep so I stayed awake until I literally passed out, vacations were out of the question because I was afraid of being somewhere that I did not know the location of a hospital, I went through all of this up until last year, with no medication, no help, just learned to deal with it. That's 13 years. Then, a wonderful thing happened, I broke my leg in 4 places. Remember my fear of drugs? I literally cried and begged the doctors not to give me anything because I'll die, I know, crazy huh? Obviously they did give me something. I was on a morphine iv every 4 hours and was given one oxycodone 10/325 every 4 hours. Obviously I was in a lot of pain, I ended up in surgery with a rod and 4 screws inserted, so I didn't really feel any effects from the medicine. This is where it gets weird for me amazing. I was given prescriptions for oxycodone 10/325 over the course of 2 months. When the pain wore down a little bit, I felt the magic powered of oxycodone! Not what you're thinking, though. I never experienced any "high" or "rush" but I also never took it other than prescribed. Strictly one pill every 6 hrs. What was amazing then? I felt normal. I felt like I did as a 13 year old. I wasn't high, drowsy, dizzy, I was normal. I went on my first family vacation in 20 years, even on crutches with my leg still moving different ways when I hopped, it was the best week of my life. I was able to sleep normal, I wasn't fatigued all of the time from anxiety, I got my appetite back, my love life with my wife went through the roof, I no longer had ED and was experiencing erections I got when I was 14. Totally opposite of everyone I have talked to about oxycodone. Obviously, it had to come to an end, but for those 3 months, I felt normal again.

