There was a frightening moment this summer when I realised I was more than just dependent on prescribed opiates.

 

I was in the garden enjoying the sunshine, and the usual pain in my hip and abdomen was throbbing. Instead of wanting relief, I longed for the warm, tingly feeling my codeine brought when it hit my blood stream. The desire for a high terrified me.

 

That night, I began a long, lonely and loathsome journey to taper myself off the high-dose codeine tablets I had on repeat prescription for my chronic pain – for even though I’d kept to my prescribed dose, my dependency was tipping into addiction.

 

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