Lyrica worked well for my terrible pain. Worked so well. Oh, those side effects on that sheet in multiple languages and small print…sometimes you really should read them and remember them in the weeks ahead.
While I was pain free, I was unaware that I said inappropriate remarks. I swore for no reason. I had no awareness I was doing any of that. I was driving, but could not remember having done so. I was irritable, short tempered. I was somewhat like I recall when I taking steroids in the 60′s.
Oh, my sleep was reduced down to one to two hours a night. I felt energized. No pain. No awareness. I recall heading into an important business meeting. I told two of my associates, that would be seated on either side, to kick my ankles if I started talking too fast, repeating myself or saying anything inappropriate. I told them to interrupt and commandeer the conversation to spare me any embarrassment.
In the end, I didn’t take a misstep, but both of my associates remarked…’now that you mention it…you have said some odd things lately’.
Begrudgingly, I went off the Lyrica. I went off slowly but that didn’t matter. I became depressed, despondent. The pain came roaring back worse than before. And, some 18 months later, I cannot sleep more than a few hours a night. Read those warning signs. Have family or friends read them also. You may not know you are a different person.

July 24, 2012 at 7:46 am
OMW – they aren’t side effects they are…. well I don’t know what they are but they sound more serious than whatever you were taking them for in the first place – scary stuff!!
July 24, 2012 at 8:03 am
Ha! Yes indeed. Had to post that info with my ‘photograph’ because in this case the side effects were truly worse, and potentially much worse, than the chronic pain. Normal + pain vs. Looney + No Pain. Maybe if I wasn’t still working and was more of a recluse it might not be a bad trade?
July 24, 2012 at 8:33 am
Those “worst case scenario” on meds enabled some poor lawyer to by a bigger mansion! When I complain about the voluminous paper word that comes with any medication-he sighs and says..lawyers… I feel like w should be informed, but all that wasted paper often does nothing but kill trees. I was practically forced to take Boniva or fosamax for bone loss and am certain it contributed to a shattered hip socket from a very simple fall-and subsequently been chastised i8nto unnecessary excruciating surgery with was not necessary. I was told by the lawyers that I hadnt been taking the drug long enough to qualify for their lawsuit-so much for the paperwork warnings-and for my now numb foot, throbbing thigh and cramps that feel like the end stages of labor. Something is terribly wrong here.
July 25, 2012 at 1:38 am
Another great post. Very Nice. Glad you could share it.
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