Brenshay
10-15-2004, 10:08 AM
Hi Everyone,
Some of you might know that I'm tapering (sort of voluntarily, sort of because of my husband and doctor) off Vicodin and weaning slowly. Well, now I'm at the point where the dose I'm taking doesn't do anything for me anymore. It's basically just staving off the withdrawals.
Last night I was at a party (okay, it was book club--I'm a nerd) and the hostess had made this beautiful sangria. Ordinarily, I would have turned it down because I had a alcohol abuse problem in high school and really haven't had any alcohol since then for the past 18 years. But when she offered me a glass, this time I said yes. I was thinking that maybe I could capture some of that good feeling that the Vicodin had given me. After drinking it, though, I didn't feel that way at all. I just got tired and had a headache.
Anyway, it worried me that I was looking for another outlet to get "high" (or drunk) to take the place of the Vicodin. Is this another problem that I'm going to have to worry about now? I hesitate to say this because I know there are so many people struggling to stop using, but I'm truly mourning the loss of the Vicodin and how it made me feel. I had not yet gotten to the point where it was only keeping me from feeling sick.
I keep telling myself that drug abuse is horrible and can only lead to horrible consequences, but when I took the drug I felt so happy and alive. I know that's sick. I've known my whole life how evil drugs can be, and I've known people who have lost everything due to heroin, cocaine, etc. I don't want to become that kind of person. How do I stop looking at this drug as a godsend and start looking at it like the poison it is? Thanks, guys.
Some of you might know that I'm tapering (sort of voluntarily, sort of because of my husband and doctor) off Vicodin and weaning slowly. Well, now I'm at the point where the dose I'm taking doesn't do anything for me anymore. It's basically just staving off the withdrawals.
Last night I was at a party (okay, it was book club--I'm a nerd) and the hostess had made this beautiful sangria. Ordinarily, I would have turned it down because I had a alcohol abuse problem in high school and really haven't had any alcohol since then for the past 18 years. But when she offered me a glass, this time I said yes. I was thinking that maybe I could capture some of that good feeling that the Vicodin had given me. After drinking it, though, I didn't feel that way at all. I just got tired and had a headache.
Anyway, it worried me that I was looking for another outlet to get "high" (or drunk) to take the place of the Vicodin. Is this another problem that I'm going to have to worry about now? I hesitate to say this because I know there are so many people struggling to stop using, but I'm truly mourning the loss of the Vicodin and how it made me feel. I had not yet gotten to the point where it was only keeping me from feeling sick.
I keep telling myself that drug abuse is horrible and can only lead to horrible consequences, but when I took the drug I felt so happy and alive. I know that's sick. I've known my whole life how evil drugs can be, and I've known people who have lost everything due to heroin, cocaine, etc. I don't want to become that kind of person. How do I stop looking at this drug as a godsend and start looking at it like the poison it is? Thanks, guys.

