The opioid situation is so wrong. My illness began with stress fractures in my heels (from continued power walking through pain). This was seven years ago, at the beginning of the opioid restrictions. My family practice doctor reluctantly prescribed me Percocet. After I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia, I spent years having to beg for pain medication. The worst was a horrible recovery from elective breast reduction surgery. The plastic surgeon sent me to a pain clinic ten days after surgery! More begging and humiliation.
Of course, I know now that the underlying cause for all this pain is SFN. Oh how I wish it had been discovered years ago, before I suffered so much.
But back to the opioids - after a heart-to-heart discussion with my pain clinic provider, they reluctantly increased me from 10 mg to 15 mg per day. Yep, 15 mg for a 24 hour period. So now I get to continue calculating how much pain I have to endure at any given time.
Every physician on the planet would agree that this is an insane way to practice medicine.
Sorry, I’m grumpy this morning after enduring hours of hip flexor pain with poor sleep. I am an active person, and would really like to remain that way. But as you guys know, one night of suffering and poor sleep can ruin your plans for the next day!