Crack addiction: relapse
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The road to recovery is paved with relapses
As The Boyfriend was saying too often. Unsurprisingly there was a relapse. While he owns his portion of blame so does his psychiatrist.
When he returned from his second visit with his new psychiatrist I was strongly sure a relapse would be in the making. This was only his second time with her. If you are on Medicare Duke University Medical Center rotates you through residents, you don't get assigned to permanent staff.
He'd been without each for varying length of time. I knew a fresh does of Klonopin would loosen him up. His problem with the drug is that when he's upset he'll take more than prescribed, run out early, suffer mightily - really the level of depression is awful - and then bounce back a little too much once he's able to get his next month's supply.
The Boyfriend was taking Neurontin when I first met him. It had been prescribed as a mood stabilizer. For mood stabilizers to work you have to take them in a fixed, regular dosage. He'd often skip his Neurontin, and then when he was worried about something he'd stoke up. That always sent him into a hypomanic high. He wasn't worried but there'd be a mess, physical or social, to clean up.
He stopped taking Neurontin. But it was prescribed again by the head of UNC-Chapel Hill's Headache Clinic. The drug is very effective at controlling pain. But the protocol was for him to take 200 mg. of it three or four times a day.
The pseudoscientist at Duke gave him one big 800 mg. pill to take at once. The moment he told me that I knew it would leave his inhibitions so unrestrained he'd go out and by crack.
I woke up the next morning to find out that I was too gifted a prophet.
About $200 later he's back in Raleigh without money or car. Now that he has a credit line with every crack dealer near our little part of Northgate Park, Durham, NC my choices would be limited to killing him or trying to have him thrown in jail.
I've known plenty of junkies but I never saw one in withdrawal. But I did get to see The Boyfriend going cold turkey after just a day or two's heaving crack smoking. Ugly and frightening.
On his return The Boyfriend goes into the Durham Partnership's Intensive Outpatient Therapy. If he relapses again my only choices will be to move out of my own house or seek to destroy him.
It does mightily annoy me that if I knew giving someone with a drug addiction that much Neurontin that the professional with alphabet soup after her name didn't.