****This is long and rambling, I apologize in advance. The jist: I need some help controlling oxycodone better so I don't have to be away from my kids for detox at some hospital. ANY advice is appreceiated. Have learned a lot on BL, but no one situation is quite like mine so far that I have read. Not that I could read all of it.
I know that this thread may be better somewhere else, but BL is so vast and so new to me, I'm just going to hope this is placed by the ever-knowledgable moderators and replied to, often. I am a 28 yr old mom of two brilliant, beautiful boys, ages 6 and 4. I am one of those perky, hyper, fast talking people who operate on warp speed everyday. Sometimes Iwish it wasn't so, but I can't help but be myself. i have a lot of energy, as do my little genetic clones, so it comes in handy. For the last two years, oxycodone has also come in very, very handy to get through my busy days acting like a perfect housewife and mother. My husband, a snake charmer that could convince someone to chop their testicles off, (he only uses it for the forces of good, and to supply me with drugs) gets pretty large amounts of opioids prescribed to him for real pain. He genuinely needs (most of) them, though a couple of years ago, on a day of endless crying from serious, seemingly untreatable depression, he chopped up one of his little miracle pills for me. Instantaneously, my depression was gone. My brain was more organized, I could clean the house, cook some French dinner, play with my kids, have unbelievable relations with my husband. I felt the love, and I have been doing a dangerous dance with it since. Since my reckless teenage days, other than smoking some weed here and there, I have never really used drugs. Now i never would unless it helped me perform better because I simply have too much to do, and I have this ridiculous perfectionism thing going on. Since I started the oxycodone, I have developed a very promising freelance career and am super involved in my sons' school.
Unfortunately, the whole tolerance thing is totally fucking with me now, and my little house of cards is falling. I am consistently running out of 210 30 mg pills per month. I am doing about 10 per day, snorting, and trying to be good with them the last week or so before I run out. My husband has been trying to convince to take them orally, and much to my bewilderment, I have learned on BL that he was right, and I was wrong, with oxycodone the bioavailability is better taken orally than insufflating. So I guess I lose my cute little box I use and carry around everywhere. Which, honestly, pisses me off a great deal. Has to be the junkie in me saying that. I have gone into semi-withdrawal several times now, up until the point where I'm horribly out of it and puking, but never have been able to completely detox since I have been doing them every day, for about a year and a half. Until now, my husband would hook me up a little bit with his fentanyl, which he absolutely cannot afford to do at this point. I am scared. Maybe I'm a wimp, but I've known enough of withdrawal symptoms to know that I don't, and really can't with my life right now, not be operating at a manageable speed on Tuesday, which at the time of this is about 3 1/2 days. Help, I need a plan that could possibly work for someone like me. It has been 3 days since I'm without my drug of choice, and have been getting by on tylenol 3s with codeine, about 10 a day, and maybe 25 mcg of fentanyl. The fentanyl is gone now. I have the liquid Immodium, a small 4 oz. (120 ml) bottle. I have the upcoming labor day (3 day) weekend to be lazy. I also have plenty of colonidine, (sp?), which is knocking me out at night, but I have low blood pressure naturally and it's not prescribed for me, so I'm apprehensive. Also have a lot of tylenol 3s, with codeine, and I've been taking them orally for two or so days but codeine makes breathing hard for me, so I'm scared to take anymore. I may be able to find some opanas, whichh I forget the mg, but last time I did them, a day I had lots of my pills, they royally fucked me up and I had to lay down. A feeling that I'm really not used to and don't like since it's not really my style or my addiction. So I'm confident that they are strong enough to help me through. Also may be able to find suboxone, the orange n8 8 mg ones, but I've never done suboxone. I will look up suboxone dosage here, worry not.
My husband, rightfully so, is sick of the monster problem that I am during the scarce week or so. I need to get better at this, or quit altogether. I'm not sure I am ready to quit though. I sure as hell can't go to detox, my kids have NEVER been away from me longer than a day trip with Grandma, and I would surely be desperately missed by all. I salute those of you who have went through the full withdrawal hell many times, but I, as I stated, am a wimp. I believe I may be able to secure enough opioids to possibly make it through until I get my little life makers. I know I can't do this forever, but I feel hopeless regarding a plan to somehow fix this issue.
These are the things I have found to be helpful: getting really involved in a video game, sleeping pills for the insomnia and restlessness, ofc ourse being lazy and letting my kids tear through my home like a tornado.
My questions are:
1. How the hell does anyone work during withdrawal? Has anyone had to do this? If so, any advice you could give me is much appreciated. I'm usually found at home in pajama pants, so I guess I'll be comfy, but there is so much to do at home for me I never stop moving on a typical day.
2. What about a day that you have to be "in polite company", with people who can't know? **Add-on info: my sister works in a doctors office, and she tells me about everyonw we used to know/know that is a drug addict. It scares me enough to want to avoid telling anyone other than my husband, even my own doctor, for fear of my kids suffering any backlash from horrible PTO women politicking bullshit.
3. Caffeine usage? Helpful or no?
And anything else you can think of that may be helpful.
Thanks so much for reading and any advice, really. If nothing else, I got it off my chest.
I know that this thread may be better somewhere else, but BL is so vast and so new to me, I'm just going to hope this is placed by the ever-knowledgable moderators and replied to, often. I am a 28 yr old mom of two brilliant, beautiful boys, ages 6 and 4. I am one of those perky, hyper, fast talking people who operate on warp speed everyday. Sometimes Iwish it wasn't so, but I can't help but be myself. i have a lot of energy, as do my little genetic clones, so it comes in handy. For the last two years, oxycodone has also come in very, very handy to get through my busy days acting like a perfect housewife and mother. My husband, a snake charmer that could convince someone to chop their testicles off, (he only uses it for the forces of good, and to supply me with drugs) gets pretty large amounts of opioids prescribed to him for real pain. He genuinely needs (most of) them, though a couple of years ago, on a day of endless crying from serious, seemingly untreatable depression, he chopped up one of his little miracle pills for me. Instantaneously, my depression was gone. My brain was more organized, I could clean the house, cook some French dinner, play with my kids, have unbelievable relations with my husband. I felt the love, and I have been doing a dangerous dance with it since. Since my reckless teenage days, other than smoking some weed here and there, I have never really used drugs. Now i never would unless it helped me perform better because I simply have too much to do, and I have this ridiculous perfectionism thing going on. Since I started the oxycodone, I have developed a very promising freelance career and am super involved in my sons' school.
Unfortunately, the whole tolerance thing is totally fucking with me now, and my little house of cards is falling. I am consistently running out of 210 30 mg pills per month. I am doing about 10 per day, snorting, and trying to be good with them the last week or so before I run out. My husband has been trying to convince to take them orally, and much to my bewilderment, I have learned on BL that he was right, and I was wrong, with oxycodone the bioavailability is better taken orally than insufflating. So I guess I lose my cute little box I use and carry around everywhere. Which, honestly, pisses me off a great deal. Has to be the junkie in me saying that. I have gone into semi-withdrawal several times now, up until the point where I'm horribly out of it and puking, but never have been able to completely detox since I have been doing them every day, for about a year and a half. Until now, my husband would hook me up a little bit with his fentanyl, which he absolutely cannot afford to do at this point. I am scared. Maybe I'm a wimp, but I've known enough of withdrawal symptoms to know that I don't, and really can't with my life right now, not be operating at a manageable speed on Tuesday, which at the time of this is about 3 1/2 days. Help, I need a plan that could possibly work for someone like me. It has been 3 days since I'm without my drug of choice, and have been getting by on tylenol 3s with codeine, about 10 a day, and maybe 25 mcg of fentanyl. The fentanyl is gone now. I have the liquid Immodium, a small 4 oz. (120 ml) bottle. I have the upcoming labor day (3 day) weekend to be lazy. I also have plenty of colonidine, (sp?), which is knocking me out at night, but I have low blood pressure naturally and it's not prescribed for me, so I'm apprehensive. Also have a lot of tylenol 3s, with codeine, and I've been taking them orally for two or so days but codeine makes breathing hard for me, so I'm scared to take anymore. I may be able to find some opanas, whichh I forget the mg, but last time I did them, a day I had lots of my pills, they royally fucked me up and I had to lay down. A feeling that I'm really not used to and don't like since it's not really my style or my addiction. So I'm confident that they are strong enough to help me through. Also may be able to find suboxone, the orange n8 8 mg ones, but I've never done suboxone. I will look up suboxone dosage here, worry not.
My husband, rightfully so, is sick of the monster problem that I am during the scarce week or so. I need to get better at this, or quit altogether. I'm not sure I am ready to quit though. I sure as hell can't go to detox, my kids have NEVER been away from me longer than a day trip with Grandma, and I would surely be desperately missed by all. I salute those of you who have went through the full withdrawal hell many times, but I, as I stated, am a wimp. I believe I may be able to secure enough opioids to possibly make it through until I get my little life makers. I know I can't do this forever, but I feel hopeless regarding a plan to somehow fix this issue.
These are the things I have found to be helpful: getting really involved in a video game, sleeping pills for the insomnia and restlessness, ofc ourse being lazy and letting my kids tear through my home like a tornado.
My questions are:
1. How the hell does anyone work during withdrawal? Has anyone had to do this? If so, any advice you could give me is much appreciated. I'm usually found at home in pajama pants, so I guess I'll be comfy, but there is so much to do at home for me I never stop moving on a typical day.
2. What about a day that you have to be "in polite company", with people who can't know? **Add-on info: my sister works in a doctors office, and she tells me about everyonw we used to know/know that is a drug addict. It scares me enough to want to avoid telling anyone other than my husband, even my own doctor, for fear of my kids suffering any backlash from horrible PTO women politicking bullshit.
3. Caffeine usage? Helpful or no?
And anything else you can think of that may be helpful.
Thanks so much for reading and any advice, really. If nothing else, I got it off my chest.

