Hi, everybody:

I have RSD in my left knee/leg. My boyfriend, who is a police officer, told me he wished he could take my RSD so I would not suffer anymore and so I could be a better mother for our two-year-old baby boy.

He and my baby almost lost me when my boyfriend, who was in the apartment without my knowing about it, barely caught me when I jumped off the 11th floor balcony because a doctor had taken away my narcotics without my consent and the RSD pain was excruciating. Now, I got them back and, at the same time, I got back a life worth being called a "life".