Quote from Leanek:

I'm not stupid. I have told my husband, family and friends what I'm
doing and what to expect. I've laid in an immense supply of bottled
water, Chamomile tea, soups, jello, lemons for lemon water, refilled
my lorazepam, washed all my bedding (for the sweats) and asked for
some pain meds. I also bought Benadryl to help w/sleep, and notified
my beloved psychologist, who will actually be making house calls thru
this! (God smilde on me there, He really did.)I know I will cry - a
lot - wish I were dead, suffer from horrendous head-bangers, scream
and be mean (I have apologized in advance to my scared-witless hubby)
hurt from head to toe, sweat profusely, have diarrhea, be too dizzy
to stand, etc. I have asked my husband to make sure I DRINK plenty
and to toss me in the shower at least once a day, monitor my bedding
and change it often, and not to freak out. I also made a list of
things that may happen for which he is permitted to dial 911.

I think I have everything covered (except I need to get a big ol'
vomit pan). Please cross your fingers for me!

You are fortunate to have a doctor that cares enough to make housecalls while you are going through this.

It took me 10 months to taper off, but I only missed 2 days of work. Mind you, I was sick the whole time, but not bedridden. I'm almost 7 months off -- and I still deal with various withdrawal/side effects -- but getting better every day.