So I started off using long cut chew 22 years ago, maybe once a day, sometimes twice. I worked my way to using pouches after about 10 years, two pouches at a time, about the same frequency. Eventually I was able to work myself down to one pouch. The last six months I used, I switched over to the synthetic pouches (ZYN, VELO). Unfortunately no one knew, not even my wife knew I was using this drug, and the synthetic pouches are the worse for this situation because you do not need to spit. I over did it, and December 30th 2019, I threw the can in the trash and had no preparation of what was to come. I had no idea this site existed for help at that time.
So about five days later, granted I has no craving for it, no urge to get any and use it, I was proud of myself, and I had no other side effects that is stated here (and never really did even now), until the anxiety hit me one night like a ton of bricks. I never felt anxiety before in my life, I thought I was having a heart attack. I have high BP to begin with, probably from the years of chew, never told my doctor either, never had an issue that I was aware of, no teeth/gum issues, throat, etc. Anyway, I checked my BP with my cuff and I was in the 160/90 range, freaked me out, went for a walk and could not calm down. After about 3-4 hours I finally was able to relax enough to go to bed. For the next several weeks I dealt with this, to the point that I had high BP and anxiety for over 25 hours at one shot. I ended up going to the urgent care, they did an EKG and I was good, but high BP and anxiety. Got meds for anxiety, they seemed to work.
Around day 150, I figured out the pattern, I was doing good, feeling good, eating better, exercising. I thought this was behind me, starting to taper the meds off, still good. Then, I lifted something I shouldn’t have, and boom got hernia. So, once I found out that I needed surgery, the anxiety came rushing back, meds are barely managing it, and to top it off before I got the hernia, I quit drinking too, and I was doing good, so I feel I’m getting a double hit.
I’m writing this on day 188 of my quit, 5 days before my surgery, and I know its not major surgery, but I know what I have read here over the past six months has helped me, and I just hope my experience can help someone else. Don’t give up, I still have no urge to use, actually don’t think about it unless I come here to get inspiration. I (or you) can’t expect that in 6 months, hell a year or two can undo 22 years of something.
You’ll be ok…I’ll be ok.