being a mom
Anonymous Mom: I’m A Mom, Your Neighbor, Your Friend And A Drug Addict
You know me. You trust me. Iâ€™m a normal-looking stay at home mom who seems to do the best things for her kids. I nursed my babies. I fed them organic baby food. I dressed them in adorable outfits. But, if Iâ€™ve been in your home (and why wouldnâ€™t I be?), Iâ€™ve tried to steal or have actually stolen from you. Iâ€™ve looked in your medicine cabinets, your nightstand drawers, your linen closets â€“ anywhere and everywhere I could think of that could contain drugs. I am white. I seem totally in control. I could be your sister, your friend, your neighbor, or the mother of your kidâ€™s friend. And I am a drug addict.
Are you judging me? I understand; If I wasnâ€™t me, Iâ€™d judge me too.
Letâ€™s start at the beginning. How did my addiction start? Like nearly everyone who becomes addicted to pain pills, I started taking them when my doctor prescribed them for a legitimate reason. In my case, it was after the birth of my first child (after I was done nursing). I never planned on becoming an addict â€“ does anyone? â€“ but I thought addiction wouldnâ€™t be an issue for me because Iâ€™ve never been addicted to anything else; not even coffee or cigarettes.
In fact, I distinctly remember telling a friend that I didnâ€™t understand why people got addicted to Vicodin or Percocet because they never made me feel â€œhigh,â€ just better. And that remained true throughout the time I abused pain pills. I never got high. I was never out of it. I never got sleepy or slurred my words. I just felt better, physically and mentally. I was more relaxed, less anxious. I know you may not believe this, but I was never not able to take care of my child because I never felt loopy or weird or not like myselfâ€“ just better.
It became obvious to me later that I was self-medicating to help with my post-partum depression and anxiety issues, but by then, the physical addiction had overtaken me.
Do you know what starts happening to your body when you take enough pain pills? You become constipated due to the codeine. So, your stomach starts to hurt because youâ€™re constipated. Because of that, you take another pill to feel better, which makes you more constipated. After a few days, your body starts to adjust and youâ€™re able to start going to the bathroom again. However, it works on the new, codeine-infused schedule, so if you try to slow down or completely stop taking the drugs, you get cramps and diarrhea. Depending on how long youâ€™ve been addicted, that can last for days.
So, even when I finally got the anti-depressants and anti-anxiety drugs that were helpful and appropriate, the physical symptoms (plus the good feelings) made it very hard to quit.
How did I keep my narcotic addition alive? Three ways.
The first was that I doctor shopped. At time of my addiction, my state didnâ€™t have a central database listing all the controlled substances a person was prescribed. Because of this, I was able to go to four different doctors, each of whom would prescribe for me based on the real, but occasional, pain issues I had. I kept waiting for my doctors to say no or my pharmacist to question me, but no one ever said a word. Remember, Iâ€™m a mom. Iâ€™m white. Iâ€™m put together. I donâ€™t look like a drug addict, so the doctors and pharmacists assumed I wasnâ€™t.