I went through this...
I was in the care of a "pain" doctor and on a "pain management" regime' of meds...
Basically....to put it bluntly....I was an addict. I took "oxy" everyday for about 3 years...I went through injections and other treatments at the same time...and all was cool...and then tolerance raised it's head and my pain returned. So..back to the doc I went....
He wanted to increase my dosage. I was starting to severely tire of being RULED by the pills on a daily basis and KNEW that more was only gonna "fix" it for awhile and then we'd do this all over again.
My doc knew I smoked pot on occasion and that i had used pain pills in college to party on...and so I formulated the pic in my mind that he would probably be cool with me getting a med license...
WRONG. We had a consultation where he was gonna increase my dosage and it was then that I told him I was 'checkin into it" (I already had it..but was feeling the waters to see a reaction) and that I had been gven some marijuana recently that really seemd to help the pain. I told him I'd like to keep my dosage the same and start on med pot. He stiffend and balked....and said little. I left with a script like usual and thought "maybe" all was cool.
fast forward...26 days later...script running low...so I make the call for a refill.
What I hear instantly is the nurse accusing me straight up of "using illegal drugs"... and sayin shit like "if we were in Boston this shit wouldn't be happeneing..."
all of this caught me off guard..but it only took a few seconds to see that things HAD changed and that she and the doc had obviously been discussing my usage...etc.. She told me I'd AGAIN have to come in and see the doc....etc....blahblahblahfuckin'blahblah....
Of course, they "couldn't squeeze me in"...and the next appt was in a week...
I hung up...and as I did I realized that there were no more meds after the few i had left...and that this was possibly gonna be one of those "memorable' life experiences.
2 days after eating the last pill i went into full-on withdrawal. Wow..what a crazy/scary/helpless place that is....
3 days later..I was "REBORN". It was an incredible feeling....
So by the time I went back..i was clean and my mind was in tune with my body for the first time in 3 years. There were no drugs in my system at all but the fatty I smoked before going in so i'd smell the place up nicely!
they THOUGHT I was coming in to BEG for pills and started off on this rant about how the DEA will take his license if he prescribes me narcotics while taking "illegal" substances.
This brough on a RANT from me about the fact that the SAME ENTITY that issued my MED license is the SAME ENTITY that issued the Dr's, nurses, and hosptials license to practice in our state. He then told me my licencse was WORTHLESS......and I told him to fuck off and ram their script pad up his ass...and that I was no longer interested in taking the POISON or being in his "care"....and that WEED IS ALL I NEED.
Amazingly..after comin off the oxy my pain levels dropped and I have gained back about 1/2 of the 35 pounds I dropped while on the fuckers. (they're like SPEED in my body..)
Look for the THC foundation..they kinda suck but the choices are limited. Once you get in you will have no problem staying in and you may be able to network with others to find a normal doc who isn't an asshole.
I urge you to get off the script..but I know I cannot walk in your shoes and only you can make that decision.
All i know is that **my** QUALITY OF LIFE has improved after stopping the narcotics. I can eat, fuck, and FEEL again!
Jah bless mother cannabis!
good luck bro
bt dt