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"Mother's Little Helper" 7 Wks to Go

Thought I haven't mentioned it here, I notice that I  haven't been posting much and decided that now is the time to reveal why.

I am now 7 weeks away from being totally drug free.  As some of may remember in 2006 I did a slow withdrawal from 14 years of antidepressants and at the same switched from Xanax to Valium. 

I am now at 1/3 of my original dose of Valium, and moving forward cutting 1.25 mg every two weeks.  It has been a real challenge, healing is not a linear process in withdrawal and I have good days and bad days, and some times like last night, horrible nights with nightmares and no real sleep.

I post this here today so that others will know why I'm not around so much, and also as a precautionary tale... I listened to a psychiatrist 15 years ago who continued to push medications at me till I felt numbed and totally out of touch with life and reality. Thus I began to take back my life and get rid of the prescription drugs.  You would think that an old hippie like me who has experienced illegal drugs would know better, and I even expressed that view to my doctor, who pooh poohed the idea of potential addiction.

Far too many physicians hand out drugs as a fix it all for situations and events that happen in people's life that would be better dealt with by learning how to cope.  The year prior to seeking the help of a psychiatrist my two year old granddaughter was killed, my husband was diagnosed with cancer and underwent aggressive chemo and surgery and my mother passed away, all within the space of months.  I didn't need drugs, but that's what I got!

So, if you don't see me, i'ts because I'm not feeling up to posting, but I'll be back, stronger and more healthy than I've been in years and DRUG-FREE!!

And from Mick Jagger and Keith Richards:

Mother's Little Helper
What a drag it is getting old
"Kids are different today"
I hear ev'ry mother say
Mother needs something today to calm her down
And though she's not really ill
There's a little yellow pill
She goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day

"Things are different today"
I hear ev'ry mother say
Cooking fresh food for a husband's just a drag
So she buys an instant cake and she burns her frozen steak
And goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And two help her on her way, get her through her busy day

Doctor please, some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old

"Men just aren't the same today"
I hear ev'ry mother say
They just don't appreciate that you get tired
They're so hard to satisfy, You can tranquilize your mind
So go running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And four help you through the night, help to minimize your plight

Doctor please, some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old

"Life's just much too hard today,"
I hear ev'ry mother say
The pursuit of happiness just seems a bore
And if you take more of those, you will get an overdose
No more running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
They just helped you on your way, through your busy dying day


( 7 comments — Leave a comment )
Oct. 9th, 2008 05:55 pm (UTC)
Oh it's okay that you haven't been able to post -- it's for a good cause! =) Your story really is an eye opener and I would like to say I'm sorry for all your loss and pain. You're a real inspiration because through all of this you still see a light at the end of the tunnel. You're really an amazing person. Good luck on your road to success!
Oct. 9th, 2008 06:54 pm (UTC)
There's a very familiar refrain to your song.
Oct. 10th, 2008 11:54 am (UTC)
I hope we're not in the same boat :)
Oct. 10th, 2008 03:08 pm (UTC)
I'm not the person I used to be, I know that. I've been reading the side effects data sheet for the Rx I take for the tremor in my right hand and see that it may affect language and memory, which I've been struggling with lately. It's a bigger boat, but we'll leave it at that for now. Thanks for your caring concern.
Oct. 9th, 2008 09:13 pm (UTC)
*hugs* *cheers*
I admire you and your strength! :)
Oct. 10th, 2008 02:22 am (UTC)
Man...I can relate
I was diagnosed with Agoraphobia, and my shrink wanted me to get on anti anxiety medication. I was all for it until I did some research. I threw it in the trash and got a new shrink. Now I'm practicing meditation, and my own mild form confrontation therapy. Add in a little exercise and I can control my disorder on my own.
Oct. 10th, 2008 11:53 am (UTC)
Re: Man...I can relate
How wonderful!!! I am so happy for you :)
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