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Bupe Yawning... like w/ds

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speedballs_over

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Does anyone else suffer severe, constant yawning if they don't dose within 24 - 30 hours of their previous dose? This seems odd, but has been the case for the last several years with all bupe and bupe/naloxone formulations - by SL or insulfation.

Yeah, I know this is a typical early symptom of w/d but I don't get why I'd have this issue so soon after my previous dosing which usually isn't finished until the mid-PM?

The HR angle here is this situation gives way to thinking I can get off on dope anytime I want, and I do believe this to be true as I have done so, but I'm two years off the IV train and wish to remain so.

I typically snarf 1/2 of my tiny 8-mg generic tablets over the course of the day, not all at once. But that makes no difference. Even when I was taking 8-mgs/day SL of bupe/naloxone this would happen - so it isn't my current dosing technique, schedule or b/c I went back to s-UTEX.

Yawning goes away fast after I snarf like 1/8th of a pill and won't return even if I wait to finish the other 3/8th until after work.

If I could resolve the yawning it would really help the 'cravings' that follow. I do not wish to raise my bupe dose, it wouldn't help anyway.

I know a solution would be to always take my bupe at the exact same time every day. That just isn't possible - I'm not that organized - I'm older and I have to accept that I will forget my bupe some days, even with a dedicated alarm to remind me. I work an hour from home. I keep an extra bupe pill in my car and other precautions but many of you know how that works, once the yawning begins so does the mental battle - bupe or dope? And my work is at the intersection of MLK and Cesar Chavez Blvds.
 
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You think that's bad man? shit at least you ain't got goosebumps, watery eyes, severe fatigue, and general malaise. Or a friction burn on your cock!

I'm skipping the suboxone today (been doing good only taking 1mg everyday, or 1.5 max.) so I can make it through the week, and all I've had is 3/4's(.75) of a 10/325 hydro:sus:
And I still don't feel great but my goosebumps are easing and my eyes are better, but lights are still bright enough to make me cry...

I'll probably just have some corn liquor and reefer later, and just pray I don't have a major fucking coronary event, (in WD's my hypochondriasis goes into full swing, that's the WORST part because I keep thinking i'm gonna die...but not the easy 1.2.3. drop dead kinda-way but like get sick with some awful ebolalamonella heiselberg, and i'd be stuck in the hospital for my last hours on earth with the DOCTORS REFUSING ME MORPHINE AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!! that's my biggest fear, worse than death, worse than anything would be suffering unduly in a hospital, probably with no windows, they'd be ignoring my cries for morphine and cocaine, at wich point i'd probably get some used needles out of the biohazard bucket and threaten a nurse with my illness until they finally bring me some morphine...
Then i'd make em go back to the hospital-pharmacy because I want a FRESH, UNOPENED VIAL so I know they ain't tryin to dope me up with psychiatric drugs or benzos and put me in the looney bin!!
And boy, if that morphine ever made it in my arm i'd just feel soooooo much better, i'd probably just leave the hospital, after robbing the pharmacy of all their oxymorphone, dilaudid, MSIR, and cocaine solutions if im lucky, just to assist with the pain of my awful condition, which the doctors were refusing...

At this point, I have but hours left to live, i'd make my way down to the Cumberland river, sit right down with my guitar and my bottles of morphine derivitives, coursing my veins, and CNS, and sing "Big River" until I died, hopefully from an overdose and not the Salmonella Heiselberg ravaging my bodily systems, because that's no way to go...horrible, damn FDA bout good for nothing loopy cunts...

Around 5am, after feeling great and singing country/blues/folk/bluegrass songs all night, i'd probably nod off and wake up the next day, cured, but with the swat closing in.....i'd grab my guitar(stuff all my vials of morphine and cocaine inside the soundhole), jump on in the Cumberland, and float downstream on my speedballin' guitar.

DAMNIT FUCK I should have bought CIGARETTES before I started evading the swat via floating down the river, and maybe some sandwiches, and a joint or 2....and great now my little e string and g string just broke off, great, "hey swat guys, hey guys I give up i'm coming to the shore.....no, no throw a rope i'll grab onto it....say how much time i'm facing???? 12 years????
Fuck that shit, i'm floating on down to the gulf tata suckers!!!"

And I lived happily ever after until I was lacerated by a propeller and died slowly from infections and pollutants in the great gulf of mexicoe...
albino catfishes ate me as I float by, dying..
The End.
 
Treefa said:
You think that's bad man? shit at least you ain't got goosebumps, watery eyes, severe fatigue, and general malaise. Or a friction burn on your cock!

I'm skipping the suboxone today (been doing good only taking 1mg everyday, or 1.5 max.) so I can make it through the week, and all I've had is 3/4's(.75) of a 10/325 hydro:sus:
And I still don't feel great but my goosebumps are easing and my eyes are better, but lights are still bright enough to make me cry...

I'll probably just have some corn liquor and reefer later, and just pray I don't have a major fucking coronary event, (in WD's my hypochondriasis goes into full swing, that's the WORST part because I keep thinking i'm gonna die...but not the easy 1.2.3. drop dead kinda-way but like get sick with some awful ebolalamonella heiselberg, and i'd be stuck in the hospital for my last hours on earth with the DOCTORS REFUSING ME MORPHINE AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!! that's my biggest fear, worse than death, worse than anything would be suffering unduly in a hospital, probably with no windows, they'd be ignoring my cries for morphine and cocaine, at wich point i'd probably get some used needles out of the biohazard bucket and threaten a nurse with my illness until they finally bring me some morphine...
Then i'd make em go back to the hospital-pharmacy because I want a FRESH, UNOPENED VIAL so I know they ain't tryin to dope me up with psychiatric drugs or benzos and put me in the looney bin!!
And boy, if that morphine ever made it in my arm i'd just feel soooooo much better, i'd probably just leave the hospital, after robbing the pharmacy of all their oxymorphone, dilaudid, MSIR, and cocaine solutions if im lucky, just to assist with the pain of my awful condition, which the doctors were refusing...

At this point, I have but hours left to live, i'd make my way down to the Cumberland river, sit right down with my guitar and my bottles of morphine derivitives, coursing my veins, and CNS, and sing "Big River" until I died, hopefully from an overdose and not the Salmonella Heiselberg ravaging my bodily systems, because that's no way to go...horrible, damn FDA bout good for nothing loopy cunts...

Around 5am, after feeling great and singing country/blues/folk/bluegrass songs all night, i'd probably nod off and wake up the next day, cured, but with the swat closing in.....i'd grab my guitar(stuff all my vials of morphine and cocaine inside the soundhole), jump on in the Cumberland, and float downstream on my speedballin' guitar.

DAMNIT FUCK I should have bought CIGARETTES before I started evading the swat via floating down the river, and maybe some sandwiches, and a joint or 2....and great now my little e string and g string just broke off, great, "hey swat guys, hey guys I give up i'm coming to the shore.....no, no throw a rope i'll grab onto it....say how much time i'm facing???? 12 years????
Fuck that shit, i'm floating on down to the gulf tata suckers!!!"

And I lived happily ever after until I was lacerated by a propeller and died slowly from infections and pollutants in the great gulf of mexicoe...
albino catfishes ate me as I float by, dying..
The End.
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You're the man.
 
Do you really feel like the yawning is worse then any other symptom? I find the sneezes to be more annoying. enjoyable at first until you're on a roll of like 20 in a row. starts to hurt.
 
Spideronthewall said:
Do you really feel like the yawning is worse then any other symptom? I find the sneezes to be more annoying. enjoyable at first until you're on a roll of like 20 in a row. starts to hurt.
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Yeah, I find the sneezing to be most obnoxious. I actually find myself unable to yawn. But like I reeeaally want to. Anybody feel me?
 
Treefa said:
You think that's bad man? shit at least you ain't got goosebumps, watery eyes, severe fatigue, and general malaise. Or a friction burn on your cock!

I'm skipping the suboxone today (been doing good only taking 1mg everyday, or 1.5 max.) so I can make it through the week, and all I've had is 3/4's(.75) of a 10/325 hydro:sus:
And I still don't feel great but my goosebumps are easing and my eyes are better, but lights are still bright enough to make me cry...

I'll probably just have some corn liquor and reefer later, and just pray I don't have a major fucking coronary event, (in WD's my hypochondriasis goes into full swing, that's the WORST part because I keep thinking i'm gonna die...but not the easy 1.2.3. drop dead kinda-way but like get sick with some awful ebolalamonella heiselberg, and i'd be stuck in the hospital for my last hours on earth with the DOCTORS REFUSING ME MORPHINE AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!! that's my biggest fear, worse than death, worse than anything would be suffering unduly in a hospital, probably with no windows, they'd be ignoring my cries for morphine and cocaine, at wich point i'd probably get some used needles out of the biohazard bucket and threaten a nurse with my illness until they finally bring me some morphine...
Then i'd make em go back to the hospital-pharmacy because I want a FRESH, UNOPENED VIAL so I know they ain't tryin to dope me up with psychiatric drugs or benzos and put me in the looney bin!!
And boy, if that morphine ever made it in my arm i'd just feel soooooo much better, i'd probably just leave the hospital, after robbing the pharmacy of all their oxymorphone, dilaudid, MSIR, and cocaine solutions if im lucky, just to assist with the pain of my awful condition, which the doctors were refusing...

At this point, I have but hours left to live, i'd make my way down to the Cumberland river, sit right down with my guitar and my bottles of morphine derivitives, coursing my veins, and CNS, and sing "Big River" until I died, hopefully from an overdose and not the Salmonella Heiselberg ravaging my bodily systems, because that's no way to go...horrible, damn FDA bout good for nothing loopy cunts...

Around 5am, after feeling great and singing country/blues/folk/bluegrass songs all night, i'd probably nod off and wake up the next day, cured, but with the swat closing in.....i'd grab my guitar(stuff all my vials of morphine and cocaine inside the soundhole), jump on in the Cumberland, and float downstream on my speedballin' guitar.

DAMNIT FUCK I should have bought CIGARETTES before I started evading the swat via floating down the river, and maybe some sandwiches, and a joint or 2....and great now my little e string and g string just broke off, great, "hey swat guys, hey guys I give up i'm coming to the shore.....no, no throw a rope i'll grab onto it....say how much time i'm facing???? 12 years????
Fuck that shit, i'm floating on down to the gulf tata suckers!!!"

And I lived happily ever after until I was lacerated by a propeller and died slowly from infections and pollutants in the great gulf of mexicoe...
albino catfishes ate me as I float by, dying..
The End.
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LMFAO dude this is funny and I feel your desperation
 
Treefa...Corn liquor and the Cumberland River.. that's all I needed to read and I knew we were from the same state :)
 
Ya, it happens to me around after the 30 hour mark of not having anything(maybe a little longer if it was a large dose) but I don't have energy, my eyes start to water mildly, usually I dose before that though, try to every 24 on the dot, though sometimes it give or take a few hours. Furthest I've gone into Sub W/d is just that, enough to feel tired, get watery eys, and get saucer eyes, once I got the saucer eyes I knew I could feel another opiate when I vacationed a lot..
 
^^ yeah, that's it. What I don't get is with bupes long half-life why this happens? I suppose my receptors just don't stay occupied enough after just 26 hours. Methadone I had to go a couple days b/f I got anything close to w/ds.

I so wish methadone was prescribed like bupe. It's discrimination, I say! Methadone is not ghetto medicine, it's the gold standard in OTP. Or so it used to be... Never cared for clinic rules though. Thanks for the replies, it assures me I'm not imagining it, nor alone in this phenomenon.

Cheers to BL-ers (fuck, I'm high as I've been in a long time, bupe, tramadol, diazepam, clonazepam and a tiny etiz dose)

Almost like i took an empathogen, I want to fuck the lamp post! (I'm a long way from civilization and wouldn't drive)
 
speedballs_over said:
^^ yeah, that's it. What I don't get is with bupes long half-life why this happens? I suppose my receptors just don't stay occupied enough after just 26 hours. Methadone I had to go a couple days b/f I got anything close to w/ds.

I so wish methadone was prescribed like bupe. It's discrimination, I say! Methadone is not ghetto medicine, it's the gold standard in OTP. Or so it used to be... Never cared for clinic rules though. Thanks for the replies, it assures me I'm not imagining it, nor alone in this phenomenon.

Cheers to BL-ers (fuck, I'm high as I've been in a long time, bupe, tramadol, diazepam, clonazepam and a tiny etiz dose)

Almost like i took an empathogen, I want to fuck the lamp post! (I'm a long way from civilization and wouldn't drive)
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Fuck... over here in the great white north there are only a handful of doctors that script bupe and 90% of them reside in methadone clinics. To make matters worse you must go to the pharmacy daily to get it like methadone. That is the only thing stopping me from being on bupe maintainance
 
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