Everything physicians suggested not only failed, but also made the situation much worse. This is especially surprising considering benzodiazepine withdrawal is one of the deadliest known to medicine. I quickly discovered one monumental problem: modern medicine is largely incompetent regarding benzodiazepines. There was now, finally, hope for escape- I could rid myself of the medication and move on with my life, maybe with fully-restored health.
While I was very angry that I wasted years of my life chasing a phantom illness, I also felt a sense of relief. The timelines of dosing, the potential side effects I wasn’t warned about, and a strange period with a bad interaction with fluoroquinolones that is, known to me now, notorious for interacting poorly with those with benzodiazepine physical dependence. However, it started to be the only thing that had made sense in years. I even asked a few of my specialists if the Ativan could potentially be responsible for my problems. At the time, I was only provided with a bland warning about the medication’s potential for addiction, and was otherwise assured of its safety. The Ativan was initially prescribed to prevent seizures after an accident. An extremely competent psychologist was able to identify the surprising source: prescription Ativan, which I had been taking daily since 2009. I was falling into the “all in your head” category.įortunately in 2014, the medical mystery was solved. Apart from the occasional scare, and one cancer misdiagnosis, everything came back normal. They seemed to mimic several chronic and rare illnesses, and so I subjected myself to invasive tests and saw upwards of 70 specialists in search of an accurate diagnosis and help. Who knew a harmless prescription by a trusted physician would destroy my life and health? For half of my twenties I experienced bizarre symptoms that didn’t fit any specific diagnosis.
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