Tonight is low point. Been battleing a breakthough for the past four days. A rescue injection gives me a couple of hours of relief, then it comes right back. My hips feel like they are broken. Swollen, bruised and difficult to move. The rescues are hard on the muscle.

Maybe it sounds stupid or selfish, but I feel that my life is being taken away peice by peice. My job, inability to see my horses (I wanted a horse since I was five, and now that I finally have them, I can't get out to see them). yesterday, another tooth split in half and that half fell out.

Some times it is ovewhelming. There are others with so much more pain than I. I feel as though I don't have the right to be depressed when many people would consider me lucky. Can't help it tonight. I wish tomorrow would not come.

Sam