I had ruined my knee, and required pain killers. I was prescribed Tramadol by three different top orthopedic surgeons in Europe. For nearly nine months, I took about 200mg a day, (4 X 50mg) along with paracetamol, anti-inflammatory, and cartilage-building pills.
After my surgery, I still continued to take the Tramadol, for pain. None of my three doctors ever told me how highly addictive it could become, nor how difficult it would be to stop using it!
Having been born in the sixties, and raised in the States as a post-Vietnam War hippie-kid, I had done my "fair share" of drugs, alcohol, and tobacco. But, at the age of 50, I had finally prided myself in not being addicted to any substances whatsoever. It was a goal I had set, and accomplished, and I was very pleased. Hence, I would never have taken the Tramadol had I known of the possible effects!
Through my younger years, I had successfully conquered, cocaine addiction, alcohol abuse and last but not least cigarettes. I was running 5k a day, doing yoga regularly, and was totally substance-free, and feeling happier and more alive than I had ever imagined possible!
Then came the tramadol nightmare, due to a sports injury of the meniscus and cartilage in my knee.
So, after having it prescribed for my knee, I took the medication for about nine months regularly and totally unknowing of its effects. However, one time, I accidentally forgot my pills at home and immediately noticed these horrible side effects!! At first I thought it was some sort of blood sugar disorder, like hypoglycemia, or diabetes. The effects of the "withdrawal" were nearly seizure-like, in nature, involuntary, like a minor convulsion of sorts. I never even considered that it might be the pills!
I had restlessness, uncomfortable twitching, as though there were an electric shock going up and down my spine. Rapid heart rate, uncontrollable palpitations cold sweats, shivering, then hot flashes, and worst of all the horrible overwhelming sense of anxiety! Not knowing that it was, indeed the tramadol, I continued to take them, and the symptoms subsided. Until, yet again, upon "forgetting" the medicine, these symptoms reoccurred. I looked up different possible causes, and found this website most helpful!
After much distress, and concluding that is was, indeed the drug, I decided to immediately quit taking it, cold turkey.
I was so annoyed with myself for being so ill-informed and that I unknowingly inherited this addiction, it became personal challenge to get off the drug immediately.
The first 24 hours were a total tortuous nightmare and I did not sleep at all, feeling absolutely, positively horrible! I had totally uncontrollable, convulsive-like symptoms: extreme restlessness, flu-like symptoms, runny eyes, nose, dry coughing, fever, chills, shaking, shivering, convulsive-type twitches, frequent urination, diarrhea -- just terrible!
But, having given birth three times, I figured I could withstand it, as eventually, it would have to subside. I knew I could conquer this, so I continually drank water, thinking I would flush out the symptoms!
First night, just tossing, turning, worrying about nothing and everything. Horrible, no sleep. Second night, same symptoms, but discovered that if I lay in a scalding hot bath, intentionally increasing my heart rate, then I had more control of the symptoms, instead of vice-versa. So, every time I was too restless to lie still, I would get up, run a scalding hot bath, and lie in the water for as long as I could stand it, nearly passing out. I knew my heart could take it, as I was so physically fit, having worked out for so long, and having had the ability to get my heart rate up and withstand it, through running.
A scalding hot bath, in as hot water as I could tolerate, ended up being every other hour, but after the baths, I would lie, shivering, in the bed, and just feel how my heart rate eventually decreased. I would wait for sleep to eventually overtake me.
The second night I woke up every other hour, like clockwork! 1 am, 3 am, 5 am, and 7 am. Sigh. Exhausting, but at least I did sleep a bit, in-between!
The third day, I went swimming, rode my bike three miles, and did as much physical exercise as I could. Although I had virtually no appetite, I forced myself to eat many tiny little meals, and drink plenty of water. The third night, I continued with my scalding hot bath regime yet again, as it was definitely working well for me, and proved to be my only comfort -- hot baths -- and so it went.
My advice is, if you can stand it, go cold turkey and just get it over with, provided you feel physically and mentally strong enough to take the challenge!
It has now been exactly seven days. The symptoms are almost totally diminished. I followed these steps, and it has worked for me: Plenty of exercise daily. Frequent mini-meals, followed by flushing out your system by drinking plenty of water 'round the clock. At bedtime, hot baths for as long as you can tolerate, even if, at first it is only two or three minutes at a time. Get out of the tub, lie down, then get back in again, if restlessness persists! Basically, you need to just wear yourself out!
You will feel the side effects of tramadol decrease, slowly, but surely! It is a great feeling to overcome drug addition! You become totally empowered! Not to mention that I did drop a few pounds as well!
It is, as though I were living in a black and white world, half asleep, like in a Tramadol trance!
Now, only seven days later, it is like happiness in Technicolor! A pure, physical happiness, most times, and I can actually feel the spirit of well being, more and more frequently!
This wonderful sense of awareness totally outweighs the effects any drug can give you, and it is absolutely sensational! Particularly if/when you can achieve this yourself!
Still taking a hot bath, but now it is just once or twice an evening. Good luck! Hope this helps!