I will preface this post with the admission that I have always been a self-medicating individual. Though I've never been a full blown drug addict, it has always been clear that I have addictive tendencies and these, combined with either depression or anxiety, do not mix, and so I always proceed with caution.
So, about three months ago I injured my back somehow, most likely in the garden. At this time, things were fine, I began physical therapy and took tramadol and some flexeril for the pain.
Then my PT went on maternity leave. And the owner, on his first appointment, had me alone in a room and was underneath my shorts (unannounced and without asking for a pelvic bone examination) in less than 20 minutes. In addition to a few other questionable things he did during that visit, my panic attacks returned and for the past few weeks I've been a damned emotional mess.
Basically, during this time, he further injured my back and so a -real- doctor put me on lortabs for an annular tear.
I cannot take these, the nightmares they provoke are unheard of. Also, the suicidal thoughts, depression and anxiety attacks tempt me to go in the kitchen and toss back an entire bottle.. I've been so emotional the past week, it's ridiculous.
Anyone have any experience on dealing with pain and NOT taking the damned pain killers? The last thing I need right now is a drug dependency and withdrawal depression.
I've decided to stop taking everything so as not to compound my problems, and even stopped taking my daily 70mg of Vyvanse since I recognize the PTSD panic attacks coming back full force. Neither have I touched the bottle of rum in the cabinet (well except the day that asshole PT had his nice little exam).. And yet my husband jokingly made the comment that I've just "been staying home getting high on my pain killers all day" and I nearly went to tears, brokenhearted, in the kitchen as I hadn't taken a single thing. Needless to say, I did after that.
Geez, what a mess, sorry for such a long post with little to no back history.
So, about three months ago I injured my back somehow, most likely in the garden. At this time, things were fine, I began physical therapy and took tramadol and some flexeril for the pain.
Then my PT went on maternity leave. And the owner, on his first appointment, had me alone in a room and was underneath my shorts (unannounced and without asking for a pelvic bone examination) in less than 20 minutes. In addition to a few other questionable things he did during that visit, my panic attacks returned and for the past few weeks I've been a damned emotional mess.
Basically, during this time, he further injured my back and so a -real- doctor put me on lortabs for an annular tear.
I cannot take these, the nightmares they provoke are unheard of. Also, the suicidal thoughts, depression and anxiety attacks tempt me to go in the kitchen and toss back an entire bottle.. I've been so emotional the past week, it's ridiculous.
Anyone have any experience on dealing with pain and NOT taking the damned pain killers? The last thing I need right now is a drug dependency and withdrawal depression.
I've decided to stop taking everything so as not to compound my problems, and even stopped taking my daily 70mg of Vyvanse since I recognize the PTSD panic attacks coming back full force. Neither have I touched the bottle of rum in the cabinet (well except the day that asshole PT had his nice little exam).. And yet my husband jokingly made the comment that I've just "been staying home getting high on my pain killers all day" and I nearly went to tears, brokenhearted, in the kitchen as I hadn't taken a single thing. Needless to say, I did after that.
Geez, what a mess, sorry for such a long post with little to no back history.