Update — Aug. 20: Currently 40 days out and counting. Recently had a madness descend on me and almost blew it — details here.
The nifty table below (nota bene: I copied the HTML coding from Infinite Summer. Thx, dudes.) tracks my progress toward a tramadol-free existence via a gradual decrescendo in daily mgs. from 300 (6 pills), or thereabouts, to zero. I suspect I’ll be adding to this calendar as the days go by — after all it’s not like you hit 0 mgs./day and then all of a sudden you’re done and can just walk away. Like check it off your list or something.
|June 30||4 pills||6||EPIC FAIL. As this was my last day of work I should have marked it down as a holiday or feast day and budgeted my drug intake accordingly.|
|July 2||5||3||EPIC WIN! with qualifications. On this day I beveled the edge of the cravings via some natural hippie shaman stuff that only grows in like, Bali, which allegedly has opiate-mimicking properties, and which was given to me by a close friend.|
|July 3||3||2||Win! Although the same qualifications applying to July 2 apply here as well.|
|July 4||3||3||Keeping an even keel, on the 4th no less.|
|July 5||2||2||The taper is really beginning in earnest, now. The snifflies and hot/colds usually start hitting a few hours before I’ve scheduled my daily dose.|
|July 6||2||2||Lethargy — that’s really the appropriate word. You’re not particularly tired but you feel heavy, just heavy, all over, and I’ll tell you what — you don’t feel like doing a damn thing. Relief arrives at 6 pm sharp with your daily allowance and suddenly you’re ready to take on the world.|
|July 7||2||2||Fuck yeah.|
|July 8||2||2||Today, for whatever reason, was a real ball-buster starting as soon as I woke up. Instead of taking a full 2-pill dose in the evening I broke it up, taking one in the AM and one in the PM. I think this proved to be a smart move — see below.|
|July 9||2||1||Definite win.|
|July 10||2||1||Hells yeah. I think I’m over the hump — seriously. July 8 was the worst, and I suspect that the step down from 3 pills/day (which was still giving me a decent PM buzz) to two (which wasn’t) precipitated a mini-withdrawal episode culminating on the 8th. I’ll write all of this up in a post shortly and get into some more detail.|
|July 11||1||.5||Getting ahead of the curve. Why? For kicks?|
|July 12||1||0||And here we are at Day One, a full three days ahead of schedule. This would almost certainly explain the Cormac McCarthy dreams last night.|
|July 13||1||0||Day Two.|
|July 18||0||0||and to ∞ and beyond…|
So, look: This thing only goes up to July 18 not because I’ve been on a binge of crushing tramadol pills and snorting them through my eyeballs these past few days, but because I’m still at zero and will still be at zero for the foreseeable future and beyond. I’m in the market for some kind of widget counter thing that will track my days for me, since an ever-climbing number of Sober Days is a lot more impressive than a static daisy chain of goose-eggs. Any suggestions?