Hi, all. I've been having a rough time of things lately. I have even broken down and put a fentanyl patch on a couple of times. My doc's appt didn't go so well as I had the little one with me and really didn't get a chance to address ANY of my concerns. It was very frustrating to say the least. I'm back to taking klonopin as needed. The pain is just too severe to quit everything like I thought I could. I was hoping that I would be okay, but I'm not. The doc that told me I have a drug problem has a problem with not understanding how painful this condition is! I just have to hold out until August when I get to see Dr. Hey in NC. I'm so looking forward to this appointment. He seemed like he really cared about my quality of life, which really stinks right now. I'm not able to enjoy my grandson the way I would like to. He's too little to understand that grandma hurts. In fact, I don't think ANY member in my family really understands. It really makes me sad that they don't take this seriously. I guess they are just used to me complaining. I try not to, and when I don't, they just assume that I'm pain free. The truth is, I'm never pain free.