I was put on a half a mg of klonopin in the morning and a full mg at 4:00.
I had to spend 12 days in a hospital for an unrelated issue.
I was then transferred to a rehab facility and was there for 10 days. During those 22 days I was not given my klonopin. They cut me off cold turkey. I became a raging maniac and I had to beg the doctor to prescribe me back on klonopin.
He didn’t. Instead he put me on adavan 1 mg twice a day until I got out of rehab.

I was literally begging the nurse for klonopin and she kept telling me that the doctor didn’t order it. The adavan helped a little but I was a walking Zombie.

Being off klonopin for that long totally ruined my life as I knew it. Especially since it was done cold turkey. No taper. I had to settle for Adavan because it was better than nothing.
My sleeping was for only for 3 to 4 hours and then I would wake up feeling extreme anxiety.

I couldn’t stop shaking and I still had to wait until 8:00 AM. I went crazy as I had no medication between 3:00 AM and 8:00 AM. That was an unbearable 5 hours.

I survived until I got home and my klonopin was restarted and noticed that klonopin wasn’t working as it used to. So my shrink added 100 mg of seroquel and 100 mg of Wellbutrin and 150 mg of lamictal. It’s turned me into a scared little baby and I’m 69.

I don’t feel myself anymore. I’m isolating, getting irritated at the slightest thing. Completely lost my patience. I have zero patience now. But with the other medications has caused me to unwillingly fall asleep while playing with my phone or just sitting on the couch. I gaze off into space. The hospital should never have stopped my klonopin abruptly. Now two weeks later I’m still messed up.