Just got back from my FOURTH doctors appointment this week. I don't qualify for surgery, but PT isn't helping. So, the next step is pain management. Everyone I've talked to has some horrific story about addiction after they went through the program, and now I'm nervous. I'm not an addictive person by nature, not for lack of trying. (That is a joke). But narcotics are a different ball game apparently. I won't lie, I enjoy the offhand Percocet as much as the next person, but is that something I want to live with every day for the rest of my life? To cap it all off, the PM specialist in my Dr's office doesn't accept my insurance, so I now I have to go to a totally different place for care.
But, I refuse to let this get to me! I have a pork roast in the crockpot and I'm going to make my own applesauce this afternoon. Extra cinnamon-y, because that's the only way to eat applesauce.