I started smoking Cannabis about 6 years ago. I had two teenage children living at home, which at times was quite stressful. I got some weed from a co-worker and it really seemed to help. I really started noticing benefits from smoking, I was easier going, and much more relaxed.
Initially I was smoking about a bowl of regs, once a day. Over the years this increased , but I am not sure exactly how much, I do know that an oz lasted about a 3-4 weeks. So I guess about a gram a day. I never really had a good source, a few times I ran out, and got a little moody until I got some more, but not really the end of the world. Once in awhile I would get my hands on some really good chronic type stuff, that was always a treat. For the most part, there was no downside to my habit except running out. My work was still was fine. I work in IT, and I really thought I was better at solving problems when I had a little high on, and I still believe I was.
About two weeks ago, a neighbor told me he could get his hands on some crazy krypie stuff from the next state over. I put my order in for a half oz. I got this stuff on a Wednesday, it was nice, I noticed right away that it was pretty strong. I ground it up and mixed it with the last of my regs. I smoked this for 5 days, probably at the same volume that I was smoking the regs.
Now, last Monday, which was 5 days in on the new weed, later in the day, I started not feeling so good, and that night, I couldn't sleep. I probably was taking tokes up until about midnight, but I was awake until 4am. I got up the next morning around 9am, and I really felt bad. I had a Very bad case of nervous stomach, or anxiety, complete loss of appetite, and a really hard time regulating my body temperature. I get chills, then I am sweating, back and forth. But, I LITERALLY have nothing to worry about, my life is fine, my marriage is great, my job is good, and I have no financial worries. But, I was worried sick none the less. It kind of reminded me of that feeling I had when I was a kid, and I was going home with a really bad report card or when I was waiting for my father to get home because I was going to be in big trouble.
I tried to press through, smoked some more of the super weed, took a 15 mile bike ride, basically anything I could do to try to relax. This was Tuesday, and it was the last day I smoked. At this time, the nervous feeling was quite like Hell, although I was not in any physical pain, it was as bad as anything I could ever remember. I had no appetite, my weight was dropping, I lost around 8lbs in those 2 days. I went back to my neighbors and gave him all of it, told him I had a bad reaction and to be careful and toss it if he had any symptoms. I also tossed my pipes, papers, and everything related to smoking pot.
Wednesday morning I called my family doctor, and told him I was having some sort of severe anxiety and needed an emergency appt. He saw me, I told him everything, when I told him about the new pot, he said "Ahhh, now we are getting to the scene of the crime". But none the less, he ordered a blood workup, and prescribed .5mg of Xanax 2X per day to take the edge off. I slept most of the rest of Wednesday because of the Xanax, and I had no trouble sleeping Wed night, although for the first time since I can remember, I started dreaming again, or at least remembering my dreams, I might add though, somewhere around Thursday or so, I had a really bad nightmare that woke me up, but that was a solo occurrence thus far. I also might like to point out, that I have NO interest in smoking again, no cravings at all, probably because I am now so scared.
Today is Tuesday, it has been one week, some days are good, and some are bad. My appetite is slowly coming back, but not anywhere like it used to be. I have skipped a lot of Xanax, only taking them when I get really bad. Yesterday I woke up feeling great, and didn't take a Xanax, I got on my Motorcycle, took a long ride, and felt fantastic. Last night opening the mail with my wife, she got a call back on a Mammogram for another look, that started me into a tail spin, so we went out to eat, but it was cold and rainy, and really depressing last night and things got pretty darn bad, I took a Xanax and it made it bearable, however, I felt like I had a good night's sleep. This morning I woke up feeling like crap, ate another Xanax and that made it bearable. This afternoon I took another long brisk bike ride, and now I feel pretty darn good again.
The Nurse at my Doctors office called today and got my blood work back, everything looks pretty normal, except my cholesterol is a little high, but for the most part, everything was fine. I told her I was scared to death of the Xanax, and afraid of getting hooked on it, asking if they could find something a little less scary to 'take the edge off'. All in all, I have taken 10 .5mg Xanax in the last 6 days. They are looking into an alternative for me. I am thinking if things get bad tonight, I might try to take some Valerian root instead of the Xanax.
I am not sure what kicked this off, but from everything I read, my symptoms sure sound like Cannabis withdrawal. I have to think this is going to get better. I also think by typing all of this out maybe it is some sort of therapy.
UPDATE: Thursday morning.
It's Thursday morning. Yesterday was a very good day, I have been off the Xanax since the beginning of the week. I got up yesterday, went out and got a new tire put on my motorcycle, walked to a diner while waiting and had a nice chat with a gentleman at the counter over breakfast, went out to dinner with some friends, had a couple beers, really felt quite fine.
After I got home, I started to get a little anxious feeling, I took a couple of these herbal capsules I got from the health food store that have valarian and passion and couple other soothing type herbs, then my wife and I took a walk around the block, did a lot of talking and when we got back, I was better for the rest of the night. Sleep, however, was another story, last night I had quite a restless night's sleep. took two more of those capsules sometime in the middle of the night to help me get back to sleep, it worked. In case you are wondering what I am taking it is called natra-sleep from GNC.
Anyhoo, wife woke me up this morning with a special treat (wink wink). I was anxious feeling after so I make a chamomile tea, and took a handful of vitamins, B, C, Lysine, and Omega, but very shortly after I had a sudden nausea fit, one or two fruitless heaves and it was gone, and I am now feeling much better.
I have been riding my bike for about an hour a day, at a pretty hard pace, this has done wonders, really, better than anything else. I used to be quite the cyclist... hehe, before the pot, but I broke the old steed out again, and I am remembering how much I loved it. All in all, it has been around 9 days, and every day seems to be different, and somewhat of a surprise, but really, it is getting better and better. It just gets discouraging when you have the down times.
My wife is reminding me that at the beginning of this, I was bad almost all day, with little bitty spurts of feeling good mixed it, now I am good most of the day, with little bitty spurts of feeling bad. I can't complain, I did this to myself, and I will consider it a lesson learned. Oh, I might add, that now, I am starting to wish I had some week, all week I have been scared to death to smoke some but yesterday, if I had it , I would have tried it. Good thing I got rid of everything.