And why does everyone else in the world with the teeniest tiniest transitoriest pain problem get Vicodin without even asking? Okay, so I know a broken arm isn't teeny tiny, but compared to interminable vulvodynia it kinda looks that way.
UGH. Seriously, this particular issue has been making me want to shoot myself in the head. I am so mad. The urologist also gave me the same kind of response when I told him how bad the pain became when I had to take antibiotics for a UTI---
"In retrospect, I don't know why I didn't go to the ER."
"But the ER can't do anything for it. They'll just give you pain meds."
EXACTLY, GENIUS. I was in so much pain that I COULDN'T STOP SOBBING. Maybe someone in that situation SHOULD get pain meds?
And maybe someone in my situation SHOULD have them?
This issue makes me feel like a piece of trash.