Opioids Are Powerful Medications !
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The year was 2007, and a lot of those days were a haze. I was lost in my own life. My life consisted of finding any doctor to write me a prescription for painkillers, and then finding a pharmacy to fill that prescription. My doctors were any and every kind of doctors. Podiatrist, Gynecologist, Pain management specialist, Family medicine doctors,Orthopedic surgeons.
The years of painkiller abuse gave my mind and body horrible side effects. My moods, my eating habits, and my sleeping habits were CRAZY !!! It was like I became addicted to certain foods.
One of my obsessions became waterice (“Rita’s water ice”) For those who don’t know what (water ice is) Its known as Italian ice (also known as (water ice) in Philadelphia Pennsylvania and the Delaware Valley) it is a sweetened frozen dessert made with fruit (often from concentrates, juices or purées) or other natural or artificial food flavorings, similar to sorbet. That became my obsession. I would purchase it as half gallons and whole gallons. All year round.. Rita’s always closed in October for the entire winter, But I would travel to Rita’s locations that stayed open all year. My freezer contained gallons and half gallons of water ice ! It would be snow on the ground, and I’d be driving eating water ice, like it was July 4th.
I persistently ate the same foods over and over and over. I never changed my eating habits when I was addicted.
I suffered severe memory loss, I had a hard time remembering things. I blacked out often. I stopped yawning, sneezing, and stretching. I lost my menstrual cycle, I suffered from severe constipation breathing problems. I slept sitting up, because I couldn’t breath lying down. I suffered from severe paranoia. I was a master manipulator. I was a user. I borrowed from people, and used them, I was falling asleep any and everywhere. I hated people, I hated myself.
It was my secret, no one knew I was (full blown functional addict). I had a great job, home, car and truck, I always looked beautiful, hair nails and feet. I was a great dresser, but I had a deep dark secret.
Most people don’t believe that addiction can happen to them.
“It can’t happen to me. I’m a good citizen. I’m a normal person. I couldn’t possibly get addicted.”
Thinking this way is dangerous. Even if you start taking a prescription pain medication for a legitimate reason, you run the risk of addiction. It has nothing to do with moral character and everything to do with the highly addictive nature of these drugs.
Thank you for reading tonight. (Please follow me.) And please do not hesitate to contact me on my private confidential contact form on this site. If you are struggling with addiction, or if your fighting for a love one with an addiction please NEVER GIVE UP HOPE… If I would have given up on my own hope I wouldn’t be here today to share my story with you.
Chekesha Kay Ellis