By the way, I saw my T tonight. I left him several voice mails since our last visit--including at least a couple during the Vicodin crisis, so he knew all about it. I got scolded. I got the impression he'd rather I take those other pills than the Vicodin. He didn't say anything about me having any "pressing issues" and leaving him voice mails or notes between now and our next appointment, either. He asked me how did I feel after taking it, but I played dumb and asked how he meant or when, how long after. I've still got so much going on.