Ok so I have been using my Fentanyl patch this week and tonight I had to take my new one off that I put on this afternoon because the area I put it got red and kinda itchy. I asked my hubby well what do I do and he said put it on a different area maybe that one is juts too sensitive. Well then I made the mistake of asking him Im going to stop using them since they make me red but since I cannot wean off of it will I go through withdrawls? He looked at me and said well then you are addicted. My heart sank i dont want to be addicted to a med. I have been on pain meds for a year several different ones trying to find the one that would work then having to switch when they no longer did. I take them as prescribed I never say oh its close enough to my next dose. or I must have this. I cannot talk to anyone else I feel like without being labled as "addicted" he didnt even want to hear about dependant or tolerant. Just if I had withdrawls from my pain meds which I have had in the past I always wean myself off my oxy when I dont need it or else I feel awful and sick. Am I addicted do you guys go through any withdrawls? Im afraid to talk to my dr about this basically because I feel like he doesnt always listen. So just worried hubby and I have been having major problems and my pain has gone sky high lately so ya fentanyl helps but not taking it anymore. Im just going back to my oxycodone. just crazy to feel that way. feel trapped kinda no one seems to listen and I feel alone in this battle with my pain I have no one to talk to who understands this around me. goodness I just want a hug I dont know what Im going to do. Im afraid to have withdrawls especially about what people on here have said about them with the fentanyl.
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