You might as well try 'em. Your life sucks but it's not that shitty - yet. You can still do things like use the bathroom yourself, feed yourself - with some help with prep, and shit like that. I'm pretty sure you're stronger than that.
I don't think it's a matter of strength so much as knowing when the Q vs Q balance is irreversible. It's also pretty damn tiring after all this time and I get frustrated. Constant discomfort is awfully draining, as you know, and if/when that becomes untreatable it's more difficult. The sweet release of sleep is also a good distraction and 24 hrs a day gets pretty long when you are aware of each minute. Also the burden on others adds to the mix. I'll be in a better mood if these meds kick in and I can rest a little, but this is happening more and more lately.
Oh, I know of constant discomfort. You never get used to it, you just kinda accept it.
As for the quality of life thing, gotta agree. I'm just not sure what will be the limit. I'm a pretty tough old bird.
Oh, I know you've been through much more pain than I have. I'm respectful of the effort you've put into your recovery. It's just the end of a long day, and week, and I am a little grumpy. I'm sure a little sleep and some more pills and I'll feel better. Just some venting I'm sure.
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