Thanks for talking to me. No offense taken on the age comment. Yea, being called an OG (in my case) is not "props". It stands for Octigenarian (sic)
I figure @ 54, with 35 years and counting in a strong marriage...no fucking hope of getting better physically...
WHY shouldn't I seek pain relief and LIVE rather than exist? I won't see 60, if it's only MORE of this. My plan is to stay until/unless my husband dies. He is treated for an enlarged heart and med-resistent HBP. His dad died @ 45 on the golf course with my (then) 16 year old husband at his side. My husband is now 58, but takes 5 separate types of BP meds to keep somewhat well. I SO WANT to spend what's left of our lives
together seeking our share of happiness. I know how this story ends, believe me. My exit will correlate with his. It soothes my soul to know that I have a plan in place. Creepy? maybe...but judge not lest ye be judged.
Strange, but I have hemangiomas along my spine, too. I'm up close and personal with "blood filled tumors". They, along with bleeding lesions and the scar tissue my body creates to "heal itself"...will be the cause of my demise. Again, I won't bore folks with my novella length thread/posts.
My PM doc is no doubt legit. He knows that I am, too. I have records/documentation that would rival Wiki. 8( Then, within 4 months of starting PM with him, I got SHINGLES in my eye (YAY). He told me that it hurt him to look at me. He also said that "People commit suicide to escape the pain of shingles!"
No shit, Sherlock! This virus is blinding me and driving me out of my tree. It's the proverbial cherry on top of a shit sundae, healthwise physically and mentally.
Yep...I know it's all about the profit. He trusts me, though. I have nothing to hide. I hide nothing. I've NEVER been urine tested, but I see others in his office that are. He hasn't forced me to take spinal injections, because they've provided no relief in the past. A lot of PM doctors in my state are only doing injections (no opiates) The problem is ME and my GI issues.
>>PM enrollment required now, across the board for CP. My GP will no longer prescribe "narcotics" beyond Tramadol. I tried that for 2-3 years because it's all I had when Darvocet went bust.
Note: I had a lifelong GP since he delivered me from the womb. He was a true doctor who managed my healthcare for 40+ years, sending me to specialists, cancer surgeons, etc. He found the endometriosis when GYNs/UROs/Gastros had spent years trying to tell me it was in my head. He got me in with a top cancer surgeon who did his best, but...It was stage 4 by then. Too late.
My intestines are altered through intestinal bypass as well. My PM doctor, as I said, does not understand that premise. We can't all be painted with the same brush. He knows I'm in HELL, but he doesn't know what to do about it. I'm really afraid (thus, the thread entitled "Chicken Shit") that he fears DEA too much to treat me adequately.
That, and I don't have thousands of dollars per month to spend on new boutique meds. Hell, he doesn't even treat opiate-induced constipation. Huh? I have IBC without pain meds...I never knew opiates had this SE.
Ding! Ding!
The Oxycodone is the lesser culprit for this SE. I just fear the future if I go full-on with this med. But without some level of reprieve from pain, there is NO FUTURE for me. For better of forget it!