Oh, yes, I can identify with that! Been there and done that. Dismissed the prescriptions of my doctor and told him. Ate well, changed friends sometimes, reached out to people, got out of the house, tried to not be dismayed at lack of support for my issues, as I live alone. I learned to lean on my faith and gained support for getting out of the chair and getting busy. Learned to treat myself with anything but food. Leaned to help others more, knowing that I can't help others if I don't help myself first. I continue to believe in myself and be nice to everyone. When I have pain, I don't complain to others. They won't have confidence in me in the future, and back away. Sometimes I play hymns on the piano and don't do my chores. It feels good to let go sometimes.
No one realizes that my house has not been cleaned today and I laugh about that. I have had psychological counseling, exercise programs, all that.
I still believe that I can succeed at some things in my old age. I dwell on my good memories from my hard past. Today I feel like doing a few chores.
My life is better than some of my friends. I am grateful. For me, pills are not the answer. I am kind to my doctor who knows no other options and said so.
I need one good friend to confide in at a time. My daughter is warm and supportive of me. That means everything at this point. If I have any more ideas, I will share. I lived through back surgery and can walk and do a little gardening. The sun makes me well. Live is still good on the farm. Dorisena