My pain has been bad for over a week now. I have not wanted to go back to the hospital. I feel like I was just there. Wednesday I was desperate and called my doctor after hours. There has to be something we can do outside of the hospital. He increased how often I took my pain medicine just until I could get my pain manager on the phone the next morning. That doctor changed my medicine by adding extra strength Vicodin to the 4mg of Dilauded I was already taking. Now every four hours I am taking something. I am a bit tired, but I just have to make it through this weekend. I have plans with my husband. I have had to cancel so many things over the past few months. I just want to get through this one thing and then I can take a break. Then they can put me in the hospital for as long as they want. I really don't care. Just give me this. And of course life in general has to act up right now. Why can't things just take turns. One thing be good while the other is bad. Why must everything be bad at once? I can't handle the weight.