I like to test myself, and this is my latest idea. Posting from day 2 retrospectively, I'll show you what it's like to have a Tramadol addiction (physical, not mental) and hopefuly reach my end goal of not using the drug as often as I used to.
Was and still am prescribed Tramadol for Crohn's. Not even sure if it works but it's fun to take. After 4 years I realised that if I go 18 or so hours without any, I get mad headaches, shakes, sweats and everything else that goes with an opiate withdrawal. Yes, it's just like an opiate, regardless of what some may say due to it being synthetic.
Luckily there haven't been any cravings. Like I said it's not mental, it's physical. I usually take between 100 and 300mg a day depending on how I'm feeling, what's going on that day and boredom levels.
Boredom is the worst. Just ask any smoker trying to quit. Strangely enough, I don't have an addiction to Nicotine after smoking 5 or so a day for a month.
Day 1 - 10/12/2011
I'm not sure what started it, but I hadn't had any Tramadol since my lecture the day before at around 1pm. It dawned on me that "actually, I don't feel too bad!".
I was bored as shit and was sitting in my room. I didn't feel any urge to take any Tramadol and I had the look of some Stoner, giggling, feeling like I'm floating and that I'm on top of the world.
To break the boredom, halfway through watching "remember the daze" I decided to go to town to buy some soup and get out of my room. On the way down, I was just chilling to my iPod and enjoying my 5.11 gloves that offered some protection against the freezing wind.
Then I realised just how packed Town was. It was a Saturday, the Christmas season and there I was undergoing the initial fun withdrawals of Tramadol, feeling as high as a kite. No joke, from a kid who grew up in London, even this was taking the piss. Literally, a good few thousand people in a small High Street. Not fun.
I got my shit and headed back, sweating my bollocks off, and chilled for the rest of the afternoon, eating the sweets I had purchased earlier and chatting to Dfg, TDR etc on Teamspeak. After which I went to a club and took 50mg of Tramadol around 22:00hrs as I was starting to get mad headaches and an upset stomach. A combination of Crohn's and Opiate withdrawal.
On the way home from a freezing, ghost-like Town, I had a cigarette and thought if I should consider continuing with this. I wanted it.
I've wanted it for 3 years, after a year of abuse Tramadol had gotten to me, but here I was 4 years down the line.
Ah fuck it, I'll enjoy life and get to sleep.
And so I did.
Day 2 - 11/12/2011
Not setting an alarm, I woke up at 07:30hrs and my GOD the headache was bad. Imagine a toothache combined with debilitating stomach cramps and pangs of pain in areas of the skull you never knew existed. A crunchy neck and the sensation of chewing foil with fillings was all in my mouth.
After doing some Dutch Rosetta Stone, I am now watching "Diary of the Dead" and popped 50mg Tramadol and 5mg valium to see me through the day.
Most of the day was spent indoors. However I did go to the Library twice (once as it was closed and I was too confused to check the time) to return a book overdue by a day. Every little noise was migrane-inducing and I felt like I had the flu.
Once I got back, I just chilled in my room, put on some Carl Sagan and watched "Cosmos". Played a bit of Skyrim at 18:00hrs and this is where the euphoria kicked in. Literally, as I was watching "Cosmos", I realised it felt as though I had either shot some Heroin or was constantly climaxing.
Very odd, but the seretonin is rebalancing in my head. The headacheyness was treated with 2 x 30mg codeine throughout the day.
I went to a mates place a few doors down who is on my course and smoked some Amnesia Haze with him his friend grew and I could only handle half a spliff as it was so intense.
The rest of the night was spent in a giggling wreck at how Sir Patrick Moore said "So are you a Uranus orbiter?".