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Methadone Today
Volume IV, Issue I (January 1999)
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Starting a Patient Run Program - Tracy Gilmore
& Cindy Bowers
Cry to Death - Anonymous
Proper Dosing - J. R.
Letter to Editor (Offer of Positively Aware
to Methadone Today readers - magazine for those HIV +)
From the Editor - Regarding Methadone Today
distribution
Term Limits for Recovery (Letter to Senator)
- Sherry O.
Doctor's Column - Dr. Dole
(question regarding donation of a MMT patient's body to science)
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Starting a Patient Run Program
by Tracy Gilmore and Cindy Bowers
Starting your own program sounds like an impossible goal -- while
it will be hard work it is doable! You will not be first patient to open
a program and hopefully, you will not be the last. The primary reason for
a patient opening a program is that it will give you and the patients on
the program control over your treatment. This can ensure that policies
set by the program are patient oriented and make sense instead of placing
treatment and policy in the hands of so-called professionals who do not
understand addiction or the medication they administer. The system has
become abusive and uncaring with poor quality treatment and support services.
Providers like to blame the regulating agencies for the contra-therapeutic
policies they must adhere to. Patients and even professionals working
in the field have believed this for years while the reality has been that
it is the programs themselves that set the most abusive policies. For example,
the federal regulations do not set dosing limits. The Food and Drug
Administration, which is responsible for this, asks to be notified about
any patient prescribed 100 mg/day or more. A few states like Pennsylvania
do set a limit of 80 mg/day, but that is still a therapeutic dose.
So why do over half of the programs in the US set a policy of
prescribing no dose over 50 mg/day or even less at 40 mg/day? The
answer is simple, they have based their decision on ignorance -- ignorance
over the biology of addiction and the medication that controls it namely,
methadone. Other examples are blind dosing (about 37% of all programs do
it) and urine testing for which the federal regulations state that programs
must ensure that urine samples are not falsified. The way to do this
is left up to the programs resulting in the demeaning policy to supervise
urines, video cameras, see through mirrors and all the contraptions and
humiliations that programs put patients through.
Why do programs do these things? The only answer that seems to
make sense is ignorance. Programs are primarily administered by social
workers--behaviorists. They have had no education on drug use--nothing.
The education that most social workers, clinical psychologists and rehabilitation
counselors receive is anti-medication and if methadone is mentioned at
all it is negative. The neurobiology of addiction is not included in the
curriculum, instead behaviorists are taught that addiction is a character
disorder. Like the public, behaviorists erroneously view addiction as a
choice--except that they are supposed to be the experts!
Yes, but what about the physician in the program, after all doctors
should have a basic understanding of the biology of addiction. Unfortunately,
the education in medical and nursing schools, like schools for social workers
teach students that addiction is primarily a behavior disorder. Young
doctors are warned about heroin addicts and told to keep away from them
because they just want drugs. Thus, medical professionals do not see heroin
addiction as being under their domain and acquiesce to the behaviorists.
This is slowly beginning to change, but changing 70 years of the
DEA's propaganda will take time. The American Society of Addiction Medicine
(ASAM) which was very anti- narcotic maintenance now has a committee for
maintenance medications. Another positive change is the American Medical
Association's (AMA) recognition of Addiction Medicine as a speciality.
Physicians can now obtain training and certification through ASAM.
The only answer for the moment is to open your own program. It
will require work, but think of the advantages and most important you will
have control over your treatment and so will the patients on the program.
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Cry to Death (Hepatitis C)
by Anonymous
Today I can't stop crying. I cry a lot but only on the inside because
the weight of my tears are too heavy to let go, and most of the time I'm
so scared of what might happen if I really, really let them go, that I
fight to keep them inside. I'm afraid that if I really let them go
I'll totally fall apart and lose my mind as well as my physical health.
I'm afraid of what they'll do to others as well. Mostly, I'm afraid
of the burden they will put on others and afraid that the inability of
others to know what to do or say will drive them away from me or hurt my
feelings because of not knowing what to say. I'm always sure that
this will drive me further into isolation, so the easiest thing to do is
bury them. Of course, there's always the concern that if I really
let go, my doctors will say that my HCV symptoms are being caused by depression,
and this is the proof. So I must not let them go. Can't do
that. Won't do it.
But every once in a while my body gets so full of tears that
I can't hold even one more inside. This is when they finally come
crashing out in agonizing torrents that I just can't stop. I cry
until my whole body aches--my head, my eyes, my chest, my throat, my heart;
everything just aches beyond belief. I'm always so surprised too,
of how much pain and tears are in me, how horrible the true depth of my
despair is and the frightening extent of my loneliness, even within the
midst of people who love me and want to help.
I think the loneliness of being ill is harder than the illness
itself sometimes. My own words seem to minimize the reality of what
I feel...the extent of my illness, the depths of my despair, fear, and
loneliness. So I say nothing and just don't allow myself to cry.
I bury it. I did tell one person who also suffers from HCV that I
was very ill right now and having a really tough time. He wrote back
saying, "I'm sorry to hear this. I'm not sure what to say.
We're all sick." Exactly. We are all sick.
Sometimes the 'inner child' in me starts to think, 'I'll bet the
only person in the whole world who would have the capacity to understand
this kind of pain and would know it doesn't require an anti-depressant,
who would know that what is required is comfort, support, and love, would
be a mother... or a father'. But I don't have a mother or father.
But, the sad truth is, that for many, even having parents who
are still alive doesn't guarantee that they will get the type of support
that we expect from parents because there just isn't enough information
available to let them know how serious it is. Because our doctors,
as well as our governmentally-connected institutions, like the NIH, minimize
our symptoms and the other effects of our disease. Many of our parents
just don't believe us--this is even more painful because we still know
that if they were better educated, they may then have the capacity to give
us that special kind of support that comes only from a parent. I
hear from a number of people who say that their parents just don't believe
them, that they feel deserted by them. . . and the little child in them
still cries over this terrible, traumatic abandonment.
But the story of my mother's death, as well as my dad's own horrible
death could fill a book. This is just a digression at a time when
I'm feeling particularly vulnerable and in need of their comfort, support,
and protection. . .although from what I don't exactly know. My disease?
My fear of being alone? My fear of how this disease is affecting my family?
My fear of the horrible ongoing symptoms? My fear of how my family will
survive my death. . .that they will have to watch me die?
I always get so angry at my immediate family, my husband and kids,
when I go through one of these episodes too because I always think nobody
seems to notice or care. But now I'm beginning to be not so sure
that that's really the case. I've had this ongoing fantasy of what
the scenario should look like for a sick person who is truly being loved
by their family. In my fantasy, I'm laying there in my bed, so sick
I can hardly sit up. I'm weak, I can't eat; speaking takes too much
energy which, during some of my flares, is truly the way it is for me.
But in my fantasy, my husband is sitting on the side of the bed stroking
my hair and telling me it's going to be ok, and he's there to take care
of me. My daughter comes in from school and says, "How are you doing
today, mom? I can see you really feel sick; can I get you some tea
and toast?" My five year old son understands too and says things to me
like, "It's ok mom, I can get my own drink" and then starts bringing me
a truckload of drawings and paper snowflakes that he learned how to make
in school that day. They're all gathered around, their main goal
is giving me support and making this disease easier to bear as best
they can.
But this is not what happens. My husband is very good about doing
things for me, bringing me food, running my bath, taking care of our son,
doing the cooking, cleaning, grocery shopping, laundry, letting me lay
in bed while he is working a full-time, very demanding job. But he becomes
painfully tense about showing any emotion or saying anything that requires
it, like in the scenario I just described. I become angry and resentful
that he's not fulfilling my fantasy because 'if he really loved me, he'd
show it that way', I tell myself.
But that's not true. The reason? He's just as scared as I am.
Every time I have one of these flares, I become terrified that this is
the one that's going to kill me--and so does he.
The truth is that people just don't know what to say---so, they
say nothing. I think that they worry too that their words might make
us feel worse or scare us---or maybe they even think their words might
trivialize what's happening too. I think that this may be the case
even if they can't quite get the thoughts together or articulate how they
feel. The pain is too much for them too, their feelings are scary
to them too, best to keep them inside--but it doesn't mean the love is
not there. I always got resentful when I'd begin to get better, and
suddenly, there he was asking if I'm feeling better, sitting on the side
of the bed, stroking my hair, giving me my fantasy. I thought 'Oh
yeah, now you're there, now that things are easier! But where were
you when I needed you the most?' And sometimes I'd even say that
to him, which of course would only make him angry and defensive.
He couldn't answer me; he didn't know himself.
But I think I'm beginning to understand now. It's because
he gets just as scared as I do. I accused him of being selfish but
never stopped to think, 'Who's there telling him it's going to be ok?'
Saying, 'Don't worry, I'll be there for you.' Because the reality
of the matter is that I'm not there for him during these times; I'm worrying
about dying, or wishing I would, worrying about leaving him and my kids
a legacy of death. I would only allow the idea that he's suffering
a loss too to penetrate the outer surface of my mind. I would not
let myself think about the possibility that he might be thinking 'What
will I do if she dies? How will I be able to handle it? How will
I be able to help the kids through it? I'll have to be strong so
my kids, parents, sisters and brothers, and her family doesn't have to
feel helpless. I don't know if I can do that. I don't know
what to do. I feel so alone, and the truth is that the only person close
enough and intimate enough to help him through a situation like this would
be me, and I wouldn't be there. He would be alone.
My 16-year-old daughter is truly a special gift, my precious,
beautiful gift. How would it be for her? Would it ruin her life?
Or scar her for a very long time? Would it leave her alone at a time
in her life when she needs me the most, like now? Who would be there
for her in the way that I am? My five-year old son may weather it the best
if I died now, but as time goes on, the pain of my death would become greater,
more meaningful, and more painful--which is, the likeliest way it will
happen if we don't find a cure.
So what do we do? We deny our feelings. We keep our
words and resentments and feelings of loss inside; that's what we do. We
wait until the flare passes, are grateful that it's passed, go on as if
it didn't happen, each of us continuing to feel alone until the next time
it happens, and it starts all over again.
But I believe we can do something about this. Every single
one of us can help too. We need to activate. Join in solidarity
and start demanding that our government fund research and support services,
not just for us but for our families too. We have to do this or the
ultimate victims of our disease and death will be our families. They will
be left to pick up the pieces of their shattered lives and we, who they
need the most, will be gone. We must unite and become vocal.
We have to form a union of people unwilling to allow this to happen to
us and our families by insisting on funding for research and a cure.
My hope is that we can do this before so many of us have died, leaving
our families to cope without us, for the rest of their lives being forced
to explain, "my mother, my father, my wife, husband, partner, my child,
my love. . . died from hepatitis C before they could find a cure."
More people will die worldwide from Hepatitis C than from AIDS,
but no one is aware of it. AIDS is still being recognized as the
'epidemic of the century'. I keep thinking about the day the cure
is found, how many people will have died first, how many will have died
the day before the cure is found.
I'm asking that every one of us become involved in activism. My
friend was right that we're all sick--but every little bit will help.
Join in the ongoing campaigns, the letter writing, maybe the protest marches.
I want to get 'sensitivity packets' written and available to the families,
doctors, therapists, and friends of HCV victims, information on how they
can help us and how we can help them. But we need everyone's help and participation
to achieve this and all the other areas of needed support for this catastrophic
disease. Even if you cannot physically join some of these types of
campaigns, your ideas and thoughts will be a major contribution.
Just join.
Numbers. The numbers of us is the key. It's not too late,
yet. Please join in; you can do something. At this time, all
we have are each other, and we need everyone.
END
Note: In some areas, the rate of HCV for
those enrolled in methadone clinics is upwards of 90%. You may have
HCV and not know it for years. Get tested! Treatment is available,
but it is difficult to find a knowledgeable physician. Some will
insist that patients ‘get off methadone' before treating them; they erroneously
believe that methadone damages the liver.
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Proper Dosing
by J. R.
No questions for you just a response from someone who has been
involved with clinics for over 20 years. I would like to fill in a couple
of blanks pertaining to dosing (I'll make this very brief).
As a traveling professional I have been to over 80 different clinics.
I used Chicago as my home clinic even though I lived a two-hour plane ride
away from O'Hare. Clinics that dosed me at a blocking dose, over
70 mg, successfully removed 100% all inclination to use; never one dirty
urine.
The rocky roads were at clinics that had low-dose-only policy,
40 mg. and down. The hunt and chase on the streets were never stopped,
and I continued to supplement. I am one who thrives on the thrill of the
fox hunt in a new area for dope. I have six clean years at a clinic that
believes in blocking dosages, with not one slip or even an attempt.
I measure my life through the successes of my children, I pray
that they can go out into life with level attitudes and eyes open.
I have four children, all in private schools and three maintaining honor
grades without being pushed or cajoled in any manner; they are doing it
for only themselves.
Through the years, I have sat down with all of them and poured
my heart out concerning a series of very bad choices on my part.
I explain that addiction is genetic, and they will have to spend their
entire lives constantly on guard against any type of abuses be it drugs
or even being overly compulsive with school grades to the point of letting
it rule your life. The talks are long and often.
My addiction came home with me during America's favorite war,
Viet Nam, and I never let go. What a scar that has left on this country.
When blocking doses are used, you do two things--save lives and
prevent crimes. I won't even get into crimes; I'll leave that subject
alone.
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Positively Aware
Enid Vazquez, Associate Editor
Dear Beth,
I love Methadone Today.
It's a real eye-opener. The personal stories open my heart, as well.
I wanted to clarify information
from NAMA (National Alliance of Methadone Advocates) published in the November
issue. What's not well known, because it hasn't been widely reported,
is that the costs of treating people with AIDS has come down drastically.
At least three recent studies have reported that hospital costs are down
dramatically and pharmaceutical costs are UP greatly, but overall, the
costs remain much lower than what was previously seen. So the upper
level of $300,000 a year for a symptomatic PWA (person with AIDS) is now
rarely seen (actually, that's an extremely high figure even for "the old
days"). As most of your readers have probably heard, hospitalizations
and deaths due to AIDS are down substantially.
The HIV field changes constantly.
Your readers who take methadone and would like a free subscription to our
magazine, Positively Aware (which comes out six times a year), should contact
me. We focus on HIV clinical care and some social issues such as
finance and prevention.
Thank you for all the great work you do.
Sincerely,
Enid Vazquez, Associate Editor, Positively Aware
Test Positive Aware Network
1258 W. Belmont
Chicago, IL 60657
(773) 472-NEWS; fax (773) 404-1040
e-mail: TestPos@aol.com
Note: Thank you, Enid. We appreciate
all feedback and/or corrections. - Beth.
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Term Limits for Recovery
by Sherry O.
Speaker of the House
House of Representatives
To Whom It May Concern:
I am a mother of two children, one in college and one on the way
to college after she graduates this year. I am currently in college
myself part time, and I also work part time as a behavioral coach for the
physically and mentally impaired.
I have been in the Methadone Treatment program for 3 ½
years, and I have never relapsed nor even thought about it because of my
medication. A lot of people have to take something to help them stay
healthy or stay alive. This medication helps me stay alive and healthy,
just like insulin for a diabetic or chemotherapy for a cancer patient.
Twenty years ago, I gave my kids to my parents whenever I went
on a binge, because I didn't want the state to take them. But then
I just stayed on that binge and never picked them up again. I hated
myself; I tried everything to get off drugs but kept going back in deeper
and deeper.
I tried pills to get off heroin, alcohol to get off the pills,
then back to heroin to make people think I wasn't an alcoholic. I
went in and out of 30-, 60-, and 90-day in-patient treatment facilities
and even to intensive outpatient rehab treatment programs. I hated
myself, and I especially hated being a drug addict.
The very last time I went into a 90-day in-patient treatment program,
I told myself, everyone in there, and my family also that if it doesn't
work this time, I will take a gun to my head and KILL myself. My
mother said, "Thank You, I hope you mean it, because I would rather bury
you than go through this again, and your kids won't have to worry about
you any more if you're dead."
When I left that last place, I had to find a place to stay, which
was a drug infested hotel room, and I felt terrible from the moment I got
outside. Something inside of me didn't feel normal; I didn't even
know if I knew what normal was, but I knew that this wasn't it. I
was in constant pain, I was always sweating, I was always shaky and nervous,
and I felt like I didn't even belong in this world with the "normal" people.
I went on like this for five months before I couldn't take it
anymore, and I relapsed. I was just about to kill my self when
all of the sudden a friend told me that he was on his way to the methadone
program that he's in and asked me if I wanted to try it. I immediately
stated thinking about my kids and went with him.
That was three years ago. Since then, I got a job working
with the physically and mentally impaired. I'm good at my job, and
I love it. Before the methadone program, I couldn't hold down a job
for more than three months. I got married to wonderful man who was
the only one that stuck by me. I've been in college for a year and
a half now. I'm working toward a Masters in Psychology and Social
Work, and I'm on the Dean's List too. I pay for everything myself,
and it feels great to be able to do that.
My family looks at me with respect now, and I help my kids with
money for used cars, clothes and everything I couldn't have dreamed of
before. Because if it weren't for the methadone program, I wouldn't
be able to do any of these things, and I'd be taking from my kids and my
family, not giving.
I pay for my treatment and my counseling out of my own pocket
now, because our insurance won't cover it. But if it weren't for
being on Medicaid at first, I would be dead, because I couldn't have paid
for it myself.
I can't believe that someone actually is considering putting a
term limit on this program, insurance or not. I would literally lose
my life without my medication, just like a diabetic would lose their life
without their insulin. Come on, this is crazy!
Don't take away or put limits on the only thing that's actually
working. For God's Sake, please! This is the only thing that
keeps me sane, healthy and alive, and that goes for a whole lot of other
people too.
Respectfully yours,
Sherry, Direct Care Worker & College Student
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From the Editor
by Beth Francisco
Dear Readers,
Unfortunately, our DPF grant will run out with this month's Methadone
Today, and this will be the last newsletter distributed free at
clinics or individually.
Methadone Today will be available by subscription
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Wednesday of each month (e.g., the January issue will be delivered approximately
the last Wednesday of December).
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as well as maintaining and expanding DONT's library of substance abuse
treatment information and the DONT web site.
We have been providing free copies to most clinics throughout
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two and one-half years. We hope that all of you have put to
use what you have learned about your medication, treatment, patient rights
and that you and/or your clinic will send for a subscription. Membership
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Many thanks to individuals and clinics who have been subscribing
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