Hi Lisa,
I can't tell you that your parents are going to be just like me because I don't know what they are taking, what its for, etc.. All I can do is tell you my experience.
I've been a recovering alcoholic for 20 years now. About 18 years ago I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia. The pain became so unbearable that my doctors, knowing that I was a recovering alcoholic, prescribed a mild pain medication for me about 8 years ago.
I have to interject here that I have a niece who is a full blown pain medication addict. I love her very much, and I tried to help her, but all she did was lie to me, take advantage of me, and pull me down with her emotionally. I finally had to break all ties with her. I was literally becoming sick with worry and I realized that I wasn't helping her at all.
The experience did help me though. I knew the last thing that I wanted to happen to me, was what happened to her (does that make sense?). I also told myself that if I abused my medications, they wouldn't work for me when I really needed them because you build up a tolerance to them. As a result, I only take the medication when I really need it for pain.
My medication stopped working for me because I had built up a tolerance to them after so many years. I now take Oxycontin and Roxycodone which are notorious for addiction, and yes, it did concern me. The first two or three days that I took them I did get a little "buzz" off of them because they were stronger than what I was taking. My body built up a tolerance to them after that, so that I don't get that buzz anymore, but fortunately they still relieve the pain.
If I wanted a buzz again I would have to take more than what is prescribed for me. Eventually my body would keep building up a tolerance and I would be in my niece's shoes. I would have to trick MANY doctors into giving me more pills than my original doctor prescribed. Some doctors wise up and stop prescribing which would require me to continue the hunt for new doctors and prescriptions, or paying the outrageous prices on the street for them.
My niece would have to call family members begging for rent money. She would spend a couple of days at a time going from one emergency room to another, across her state, feigning pain, until she would run out of gas and/or money, and call her husband to come and get her.
I live on the east coast and I can tell you that the doctors in my state are very careful and keep a close eye on what is prescribed to me, what amounts I have received, and how long it takes me to go through them. If I abused them in any way, they would stop prescribing to me and then I would have to suffer the pain. The doctors are very careful because the state keeps a close eye on them. Its hard to find doctors who will prescribe pain medication in my state. My GP wouldn't do it but referred me to a specialist who would.
I always kid with my doctor and tell him that my memory isn't good enough for me to be a drug addict (fibromyalgia symptom). I have a hard time remembering to take my pills. I divide them up into pill boxes, so that I can look at each day and know what I've taken at any time. I always have a few pills left over at the end of the week.
The experience with my niece was a good education on drug addiction for me and a clear warning on what could happen to me.
You could call your parent's doctor. He/she can't tell you anything about your parents, but might be able to assuage your fears by telling you what precautions he takes. Also, be aware, that he might tell your parents that you called.
I know there are many recovering people who would tell me that I'm fooling myself into another addiction, but they don't have to live with the severe pain that I have. I used to have to sit with hot moist towels on my areas of pain, and rock back and forth, moaning in pain. Even people in pain can't tell me they know from their pain, because everyone is different.
My pain management doctor, in another state, used to be amazed at how well I could take my painful injections of steroids and lidocaine, so I know I'm not a baby when it comes to pain. With fibromyalgia you know an injection is a "good one" when it goes to a trigger point of pain and travels through out the enflamed muscle. It's extremely painful, but then the lidocaine would bring relief and the muscle would release from the knot it was in.
My husband came with me once, for my injections, which would sometimes add up to a dozen or more. He walked away from it with a new respect for me after he saw what I endured, and it validated my complaints of pain.
If your parents truly feel that their pain medications are justified, maybe they wouldn't mind if you went to an appointment with them to their pain management doctor. It really helps to see things from the inside sometimes. I've always welcomed anyone from my family to my appointments. It's also another check in my safety system from another destroying addiction.
I hope this helps you see it from a recovering point of view, and that this wasn't too redundant. Your parents are very lucky to have such a caring daughter. God bless you honey and good luck.



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