Hi all,
Thought I would drop in and share a few thoughts and stories after my 2 month point.
For the most part, everything has gone great. I've regained my passion for my job, for music, for my relationships, and for pretty much everything in my life that had taken a back shelf to oxycodone. That passion has paid off in some very tangible ways. I received a significant promotion at work. If I hadn't made a change in life, I would most likely be out of job right now as a huge split occurred in my lab. Without the focus and determination that the subs have allowed me to regain, it's scary to think what might have happened.
Now here is a story that I think some of you will get a kick out of...
When I went to my doctor's to get my refill for month 3, I was told that my usual doctor was very busy and asked if I would see his Dad instead. This is a pretty common request at my doctor's office and I usually say no. But in this case I was really just there to get refills so I agreed. The Dad is an old timey doctor who doesn't like to spend more than 30 seconds on a patient. So anyway, he walks in, says hello to me and immediately begins writing refills (I'm on other meds for BP and triglycerides, etc.). He hands me the prescriptions and walks out of the room.
I look down and the very top prescription says "
120, 30MG OXYCODONE."
I hesitate for about 1/2 of a second and in the brief period of time about a million thoughts fly through my head (including the street value of this script).
Then I blurt out "Woah! Um...we don't do this anymore." He turns around confused, looks at my papers, and then gets slightly flustered and embarrassed. He returns 5 mins later with the right script and I go on my way.
But...wow.... I have to admit, I was pretty proud of myself. Of course, there were parts of my brain that rethought that moment later on but I know I did the right thing and I know I am that much further along for having been tested and survived. Of course, I've been offered oxys about a dozen times in the last two months but that is easy for me to reject 'cause I know it won't do anything for me. But a whole giant bottle of 30mgs is another story.
I do still struggle with the physical pain and when the pain gets really bad, I wish I had something to help. Hopefully, I can figure out a solution for that. In the meantime, I can't begin to tell you all how much getting off the oxys has improved my life.
Hope everyone is doing well.
Cheers,
Boomer