by Ed Cohen
I just spent five days in the hospital.
On May 27, I had cervical spine surgery to remove bone spurs pressing on a nerve in my neck—the source of pain and weakness in my left arm. The surgery went well. I was sent home with Tramadol, a pain medication I was told was the “safest” option and not addictive at the dose or duration I’d be taking it.
🗓️ Week 1: It dulled the pain.
🗓️ Week 2: I timed doses to keep it away.
🗓️ Week 3: I felt buzzed.
I tried to taper. My body crashed.
Tremors. Nausea. Anxiety. My blood pressure spiked to 160/100. My surgeon said I’d reduced too fast and told me to take “catch-up” doses. His PA gave me a plan that would’ve kept me on the drug another 16 weeks.
With my history of heart attacks and kidney disease, I knew I couldn’t do it.
At 2 a.m., my wife Pris rushed me to the ER. I was shaking, drenched, surging with panic. The doctor said I’d “fallen behind” and sent me home with instructions to take more Tramadol. My BP hit 188/113.
We drove to a different ER. That doctor did what the first should have: admitted me.
Within hours, I was in a hospital bed, hydrated, monitored. They stopped the drug.
A nurse heard my story and said: “You’re an accidental addict.”
That sentence punched me in the chest.
My father was a violent alcoholic. His addiction and eventual suicide left scars I spent a lifetime trying to overcome. I thought I was nothing like him.
Now, here I was—being told I was one of them.
The hospital team managed each withdrawal symptom in real time: tremors, panic, nausea, BP spikes. I slept 15 hours a day. My body began to reset.
Today, I came home—drug-free but not yet free of symptoms. Rebound is real. I still wake up with restlessness, emotional spikes, and BP swings.
This happened because I trusted what I was told. Because no one warned me how fast this could spiral.
I’m angry.
This isn’t just about me.
It could happen to you or someone you love.
Ed Cohen is a global leadership coach, keynote speaker, and author of Vulnerable: One Man’s Journey from Abuse to Abundance. His writing blends personal experience with purpose. He lives in Southern California with his wife and two dogs. Learn more HERE.
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