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same: Uses, Side Effects, Interactions and Warnings - WebMD
"SAMe is a chemical that is found naturally in the body. It can also be made in the laboratory.
SAMe has been available as a dietary supplement in the US since 1999, but it has been used as a prescription drug in Italy since 1979, in Spain since 1985, and in Germany since 1989. Researchers discovered the potential usefulness of SAMe for treating osteoarthritis by accident. They were studying SAMe’s effect on depression when the patients they were following reported an unexpected improvement in their osteoarthritis symptoms.
SAMe is used for depression, anxiety, heart disease, fibromyalgia, osteoarthritis, bursitis, tendonitis, chronic lower back pain, dementia, Alzheimer's disease, slowing the aging process, chronic fatigue syndrome (CFS), improving intellectual performance, liver disease, and Parkinson's disease. It is also used for attention deficit-hyperactivity disorder (ADHD), multiple sclerosis, spinal cord injury, seizures, migraineheadache, and lead poisoning.
Some women use SAMe for premenstrual syndrome (PMS) and a more severe form of PMS called premenstrual dysphoric disorder (PMDD).
How does it work?
The body uses SAMe to make certain chemicals in the body that play a role in pain, depression, liver disease, and other conditions. People who don’t make enough SAMe naturally may be helped by taking SAMe as a supplement."
This drug is a minor miracle. I found it online while researching fibromyalgia. It also has other benefits mentioned above. I love this stuff. I feel so much better taking it.
It started one day in 2012 when I woke up in pain. My joints hurt, my muscles hurt, I hurt clear down to the very bone.
The pain may have been building up for a while and then gotten bad enough to be noticeable. Or maybe it just happened over night. But I didn't have medical insurance and could only afford the cheapest clinic "doctors" (for lack of a better word). I was given a diagnosis. And although it holds true for certain symptoms it didn't go far enough. It didn't explain all my symptoms.
I started this thread somewhat over a year after my symptoms began. The "Logan" (his real name) in the OP is just one of many of a new breed of "doctors" who exist merely to generate money for clinics, pharmacies, and drug companies by keeping their patients on a merry-go-round of pharmaceuticals and frequent "med check" clinic visits. Their patients are little more than walking money to them. Keeping the patients sick but still alive, and spending money, is their goal in life.
This problem goes back to the 1980s when some socially damaging gubmint legislation was put into effect that detrimentally affected the way doctors go about their business of healing the sick.
In 2013 I was prescribed 1600 mg of Ibuprofen otc per day for pain. That's a lot of drugs. Seeing the hopelessness of the situation, and knowing that clinics are useless, I went on my own and started going 'alternative.'
I started very basic - I paid more attention to gum health. After a few months, the general malaise had decreased by a good 80%. I said goodbye to the constant Ibuprofen, although I still take it for random aches and pains. But there were still problems, so I started experimenting with various alternative medicines, nothing too crazy. And I always did my homework at webpages such as webmd before jumping into a new regimen.
I started taking a zinc/magnesium combination which is good for the immune system. I haven't had a sick day since 2013 when I started taking it, whereas before that, bronchitis was a yearly concern. Goodbye bronchitis.
Two nights ago I had another drug-tripping experience like the one in the OP but worse. Now that I have medical through my work I was able to visit a real doctor for a change. There they found that I have many things still wrong with me. I went home from the clinic with eight separate diagnoses. I was rather astounded. I knew I still felt shitty, but I didn't know I felt that shitty. I was prescribed Prednisone and cefuroxime. But the nightmares that resulted from taking this stuff were horrific. I mean truly horrific. But then I was taking many other things besides, including SAMe, so there may have been a drug conflict.
Consider this dream situation. You're wrapped up in something, helpless. It feels like chicken wire? You don't know. And something is trying to eat you. It can't bite through, but you can feel it constantly gnawing and biting at you at a tremendous rate of speed over various parts of your body, a feeling that is wholly like being tortured.
My eyes in the dream were closed tight like they were glued together so I couldn't see what it was. But I managed to open them a slit and saw nothing but maybe a chair. Then they closed up again.
I managed to get my eyes open again and saw what I thought was my mother(?). She was just standing there. My eyes closed again as the torture continued. Then they opened again just in time to see her walk away out of view.
I'm not normally one for vocalizing my distress. But soon after that point I started screaming for help because it didn't seem like the torture was ever going to end. I screamed for help over and over again until I finally woke up.
"SAMe is a chemical that is found naturally in the body. It can also be made in the laboratory.
SAMe has been available as a dietary supplement in the US since 1999, but it has been used as a prescription drug in Italy since 1979, in Spain since 1985, and in Germany since 1989. Researchers discovered the potential usefulness of SAMe for treating osteoarthritis by accident. They were studying SAMe’s effect on depression when the patients they were following reported an unexpected improvement in their osteoarthritis symptoms.
SAMe is used for depression, anxiety, heart disease, fibromyalgia, osteoarthritis, bursitis, tendonitis, chronic lower back pain, dementia, Alzheimer's disease, slowing the aging process, chronic fatigue syndrome (CFS), improving intellectual performance, liver disease, and Parkinson's disease. It is also used for attention deficit-hyperactivity disorder (ADHD), multiple sclerosis, spinal cord injury, seizures, migraineheadache, and lead poisoning.
Some women use SAMe for premenstrual syndrome (PMS) and a more severe form of PMS called premenstrual dysphoric disorder (PMDD).
How does it work?
The body uses SAMe to make certain chemicals in the body that play a role in pain, depression, liver disease, and other conditions. People who don’t make enough SAMe naturally may be helped by taking SAMe as a supplement."
This drug is a minor miracle. I found it online while researching fibromyalgia. It also has other benefits mentioned above. I love this stuff. I feel so much better taking it.
It started one day in 2012 when I woke up in pain. My joints hurt, my muscles hurt, I hurt clear down to the very bone.
The pain may have been building up for a while and then gotten bad enough to be noticeable. Or maybe it just happened over night. But I didn't have medical insurance and could only afford the cheapest clinic "doctors" (for lack of a better word). I was given a diagnosis. And although it holds true for certain symptoms it didn't go far enough. It didn't explain all my symptoms.
I started this thread somewhat over a year after my symptoms began. The "Logan" (his real name) in the OP is just one of many of a new breed of "doctors" who exist merely to generate money for clinics, pharmacies, and drug companies by keeping their patients on a merry-go-round of pharmaceuticals and frequent "med check" clinic visits. Their patients are little more than walking money to them. Keeping the patients sick but still alive, and spending money, is their goal in life.
This problem goes back to the 1980s when some socially damaging gubmint legislation was put into effect that detrimentally affected the way doctors go about their business of healing the sick.
In 2013 I was prescribed 1600 mg of Ibuprofen otc per day for pain. That's a lot of drugs. Seeing the hopelessness of the situation, and knowing that clinics are useless, I went on my own and started going 'alternative.'
I started very basic - I paid more attention to gum health. After a few months, the general malaise had decreased by a good 80%. I said goodbye to the constant Ibuprofen, although I still take it for random aches and pains. But there were still problems, so I started experimenting with various alternative medicines, nothing too crazy. And I always did my homework at webpages such as webmd before jumping into a new regimen.
I started taking a zinc/magnesium combination which is good for the immune system. I haven't had a sick day since 2013 when I started taking it, whereas before that, bronchitis was a yearly concern. Goodbye bronchitis.
Two nights ago I had another drug-tripping experience like the one in the OP but worse. Now that I have medical through my work I was able to visit a real doctor for a change. There they found that I have many things still wrong with me. I went home from the clinic with eight separate diagnoses. I was rather astounded. I knew I still felt shitty, but I didn't know I felt that shitty. I was prescribed Prednisone and cefuroxime. But the nightmares that resulted from taking this stuff were horrific. I mean truly horrific. But then I was taking many other things besides, including SAMe, so there may have been a drug conflict.
Consider this dream situation. You're wrapped up in something, helpless. It feels like chicken wire? You don't know. And something is trying to eat you. It can't bite through, but you can feel it constantly gnawing and biting at you at a tremendous rate of speed over various parts of your body, a feeling that is wholly like being tortured.
My eyes in the dream were closed tight like they were glued together so I couldn't see what it was. But I managed to open them a slit and saw nothing but maybe a chair. Then they closed up again.
I managed to get my eyes open again and saw what I thought was my mother(?). She was just standing there. My eyes closed again as the torture continued. Then they opened again just in time to see her walk away out of view.
I'm not normally one for vocalizing my distress. But soon after that point I started screaming for help because it didn't seem like the torture was ever going to end. I screamed for help over and over again until I finally woke up.
baby steps. 
