faces of death
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TramadolI was recently prescribed Tramadol by my dentist for some pain in my mouth which resulted in a tooth being extracted. That story is for another post, but right now I’m talking about the nasty side effects I had from Ultracet (Tramadol/acetaminophen 37.5mg/ 325mg). First I was very depressed and on the ride home from work, I closed my eyes and saw myself die a hundred different ways. I was not suicidal, but I did see myself die. It was like an out-of-body experience, I was watching myself die. It was one of the most frightening things I have ever witnessed. I watched myself get hit by a car. I didn’t see the car coming or anything like that, it was just the impact of getting hit, flying onto the hood, hitting the windshield, and then flying a good distance and hitting the ground. I was mangled up, to say the least. Then that “scene” disappeared and the next was me having a rope put around my neck and watching the floor disappear and I saw myself just hanging there. Then I watched myself get stabbed multiple times in the chest and abdomen. Then I watched myself drinking some liquid and then falling to the floor and convulsing as I foamed at the mouth and died from being drugged. Just as fast as one “scene” ended a new one started. I opened my eyes and the world was normal again and I was alive and pushing air. Just to see if it would happen again, I closed my eyes and I was underwater, and there was a large weight tied to my ankles. Now I had been trained in the Marine Corps how to survive something like this, but this time I seemed to be helpless and I watched my body convulse as the last bit of air was depleted from my lungs and my body took that big “breathe” of water. I opened my eyes and decided that I will just ride this out, and stay awake until the meds and the side effects are done.

I got home and I was so exhausted from my meds and drained from my day and the “visions” have been having. I laid down and closed my eyes and I was instantly watching myself fall down a long flight of stairs and then lay on the landing all broken and not breathing, ugh not again. Every time I closed my eyes, it was another “scene” of watching myself die it just kept happening, it was horrific.

Forget sleep that night, that didn’t happen either, ugh.

I will never take that junk again, but on the positive side of things, it did work on the pain.

Thank you Tramadol for that fun experience!!!


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