In the past two years or so, I've tried to talk to different doctors about my emotional problems relating to my chronic pain and what a profound negative impact it has on my life. These are the things I've said to medical doctors:

I'm having a hard time dealing with this.
I think I'm going to hurt myself.
I don't think I can live like this much longer.
I'm worried because I had a strong urge to kill myself and now I think about suicide every day.

My statements were ignored each and every time. At my pain management doctor's office this morning, I told the nurse that my mood problems were giving me more trouble than my pain problems. I told her I was having thoughts of suicide and tried to explain what I've gone through lately. She cut me off before I was finished and suggested that I get a pintrest account. Huh?

I assume that she relayed all of this to the doctor. He came in, gave me my injections and left the room. End of story.

Every time this happens, I feel like another piece of my soul has been chipped off.

I am very thankful for all of you. You understand what I'm going through and have gone out of your way to make me feel cared for. I can't tell you what that means to me.
Cheryl