Another good day. Sunday and I didn't even take my purse into church so I'd have vicodin ready. I was that confident I'd keep feeling good.  I haven't felt anything but panic when I thought I might not have access to pills.  And that's not addiction - I know addiction.  It's just the panic that great pain or the thought of great pain can create when you never know when it will strike. I take my calm as a very good sign.