Last night I had to stay up until after midnight to apply for a Section 8 housing voucher. (Yeah, I know-what a crappy time to have to get yourself entered into the lottery!!) Anyway, I ended up frazzled and forgot my bedtime medications.
I flopped around all night, too hot, too cold, too everything. I felt awful this morning and finally remembered I had not taken my meds. In particular, I had not taken my Lyrica.
Now Lyrica is in some ways a miracle drug for me; I firmly believe that without it I would be bedridden. I first was prescribed Lyrica to help slow down my brain after the traumatic brain injury. Months later I realized that the fibromyalgia was much improved. It also helps with the nerve pain I have in my neck, back and hips.
However, there are two problems with taking Lyrica-the first is the side effects and the second is that it’s addictive. I take meds for the side effects it causes and heaven help me if I miss a dose or two. I get chills, sweats, severe abdominal pain, nausea, diarrhea, and a headache so bad I can’t describe it. Now, let me be clear-I am not mentally addicted to Lyrica, I am physically addicted. My body goes into drug withdrawal when I don’t take it.
The withdrawal is not only nasty to go through, but it also freaks me out! I won’t take narcotics for severe pain because there is a family history of substance abuse and that scares the heck out of me. I’m addicted nonetheless.
I don’t take any medications I don’t need to take and yet I take 30-some pills each day. What’s that doing to me? to my longevity? to my best possible life? Is it worth it in the end? I guess for me the answer has to be yes. I would hate a pain-filled life spent in bed.
Any comments or experiences you’d like to share? This is a tough subject and I’d love to hear how others deal with it.