Not being familiar with narcotics anything more than reading about it in the newspaper and not having any kind of an educated knowledge of addiction or dependency, I figured two, three days of gradually taking myself off and that's it. So, Monday I took half of what I was taking and Tuesday I took half of what I was taking on Monday. By Tuesday I was having convulsions and hysteria and the crying was non-stop. By Wednesday evening, I was certain that I was having a mental breakdown. And I said to my husband, "you'd better get me a psychiatrist, I'm having a breakdown." He felt that, too. I mean, neither one of us knowing that I was actually going through withdrawal.