Tuesday, October 24, 2017

Frustration.

 Here it is mid October of 2017. I have had 2 botox procedures. A failed pudenal block. I have had right and left side medial branch blocks.

I reduced my diet to pumpkin only for weeks to try and alkalize my body. My urine ph is always acidic.

 I have been through 6 urologists and 3 "pain" management docs. One who thought lyrica would be good. NO. Just no. What a horrible drug, then he tried to put me back on Elmiron and Elavil. Fuck off dude, or go read my extensive record.

The pain manager he referred me to only works on the spine and only does nerve block injections. No help for a bladder there.

  I had to fire my primary for her refusal to refer me to a better urologist clinic. I finally got into John Hopkins pelvic pain management. The pudenal block was my last ditch effort.

Since NO doctor is willing to truly assist with pain beyond injections, I have decided I will pursue bladder removal. I can not imagine feeling any worse than I currently do. It has been weeks since I have had any decent sleep. I can not do this life anymore.

I am absolutely fed up with the corrupt medical system. DEA interference. CDC stupidity.

The only reason this country is in an opiod crisis is because they refuse to prescribe meds to people who actually need them.

I have contacted state lawmakers, federal lawmakers, even the POTUS. You know what you get in return? Some pandering "opiates are only a mask" response.

You know what? Unless you have a bacterial infection, ALL meds are a fucking mask. Insulin does not cure diabetes. Prozac does not cure depression. Adderal does not cure adhd. So for anyone who says opiates are mask in response to my pursuit, I say then trade me bladders. I will glady take yours and let you jaunt down this cursed path of misery.


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