My pdoc wants me to get a second opinion. I guess I have to give him credit for this; he's basically saying he needs help in treating me. I've been tried on 26 different meds over the last 6 years. They all work for awhile; then they peter out on me and I end up depressed again.

I'm just feeling like a lost cause, a hopeless case. I have little to no hope that a second opinion is going to help the situation.

I also know that my husband seems to have given up on me. Something happened Sunday that my husband should have taken me to the emergency room for, but he didn't. That's twice this has happened and my pdoc is not very happy with my husband about this. "Why doesn't he take you to the ER?" he asks. I don't have an answer to that.

So anyway, I'll call today and set up my second opinion. Meanwhile, pdoc has again adjusted my meds in hopes of getting me straightened out and he wants to see me back in two weeks.

Just had to whine a bit. Thanks for listening.