Hi everyone i am new here and don't really know where to start..guess to make a long story short,ive been taken percocet since March 13. I had a bartholin gland cyst and was given oxycodone 512's. Well all i have to say is it did not take much to get me hooked on them. I had 1st taken percs in nov 08 for the same cyst. I finished the bottle and tried to get more. When that failed i was disapointed but was fine.
This time though in march i was given 3 prescriptions from the hospital. One script was for 20, the other 30 and another 20. Not to mention a few i had stashed away from a friend at work.
During the week of April 20-27th i was severly depressed. I lost a baby and April 20th would have been my baby's due date. I was crying constantly and would take the percs to numb the pain.
I slowed down from taken 2 a day everyday. Now i take them every couple days. Whenever i can get my hands on them. Ive expierenced some withdrawel symptoms. Sleepless nights,aches all over my body,depression. Ive done some things im not proud of..i gave my friend one of my gold & diamond rings for some percs. And the most embarrsing ive given oral sex to my same friend for 6 percs.
Im going through withdrawel right now. I havent had a perc in about 4 days.
Ive been taking norco's to help ease the withdrawel but im out of those too.
Tomorow my mom should be getting a script for percs...Im elated. I cannot wait. Yet i know how bad they are for me..they are the only things that make me feel so happy and carefree. They give me energy. I do better at work on them. So a big part of me does not want to stop. Another part of me wants to because the withdrawels. I had no sleep last night. I had restless leg symdrom and my arms felt the same except they were hurting like hell on top of it. Even my effin eyeballs hurt.
i take Klonopin for anxiety. I took 4 last night to help me sleep. It didin't work. Sorry for my grammar and babbling. Im feeling so shtty right now i can barely type. I know i will end up taking the percs tomorow. I have no self control when it comes to these things. I love them and yet i hate how i feel without them. Ive consiered numerous times this week faking an injury and going to the ER.
I guess i just wanted to share my story with people who understand what im feeling. I feel so alone...Any advice,well wishes are welcome..
Thanks for reading my ranting