Mine were always horrific ones that when i woke up id feel them. The worst was the one with me on fire burning alive. Ive had second degree burns in real life so i know how painful they are. I woke up to that exact same pain all over my body. It was when i got to the bathroom and looked in the mirror before i turned on the shower that i realized it wasnt true. Heres the !%**@# up part though about the meds i got: they made me more tired than coming off a week long binge and i wanted to use more. I went to an NA meeting instead. I mean i ran from that urge. There mustve been someone looking out for me cause its not often you can do 80 in a 45 through 3 construction zones and NOT get stopped! But last night i did just that. So needless to say i said good bye meds. I'll deal with the bad $%$! on my own. My sobriety is more important.