Hi, My name is Georgianna and I'm 38yrs old. Like many other stories I've read we all have been through alot of the same experiences. I've experienced pain, fatigue and a long life of disappointment in myself. Then hell from others that don't understand. From the time I was born it was always something. I spent half my childhood at the Dr.,then when I was 12yrs old I had no ins. cause my mom remarried. At 16, I fin. saw a Dr. again & they wanted to put me in a backbrace. I refused cause I was into dancing on rollerskates. Lost ins. again till 18,was pregnant & Dr. said I was too young 2 hurt.

I guess I'll start where I left off, so this way you'll see what happened, that way you'll understand why the dates are so messed up. All is it really was is a bunch of lazy, uncaring, money hungry Dr's. Just cause  I was on medicaid or uninsured they couldn't take the time. I finally couldn't take it no more, work was getting harder and harder, I couldn't even do what I enjoyed anymore. I was either exausted or hurt so bad I didn't want to get out of bed. I found Dr. Williams in Vero Beach, in the beginning he ws like the rest of them; but I kept calling and making appt's, he ws also a walk in clinic, so I was there atleast once a week. Work was slow,so I kept pushing for help I had got my medicaid back for a little while and was going to use it this time.Finally, I guess he got tired of seeing me in his office; so he started running a few tests and nothing showed up. Thats when he told me he thought I had Fibromyalgia. He was treating me w/samples of cymbalta and Wellbutrin and Ultram, It helped a little. But not enough. He told me I needed to see a specialist. But of coarse medicaid cut me off yet again. I was hurting so bad, work picked up. I was doing const. cleaning and couldn't deal w/it. I came home everyday in tears, that wasn't me. I never cried I had a very high pain tolerence, but nothing would cut it. Then I hate to admit, but I decided to treat myself. I bought pain meds off the street and that got so expensive and I could never get enough of one thing. So, the worst mistake in my life; I joined the Methadone clinic in West Palm Beach. It started out ok, but I tried to explain I was there for pain management, I never did Heroin. They'd ask everyday hows the pain, I was still hurting Methadone alone wasn't doing it. They ended up raising me to 160mg.aday, all at once in front of them. I was so messed up, I almost got killed numerous times trying to drive an hr. home on I95, then tried to work all day. It was torture. My fsamily was very upset with me, they said I became some1else. I couldn't work, I was passing out on the job, everything was falling apart. so the second worst mistake, I ended up w/ a cocaine habit trying to stay awake, WHAT A DUMB ASS!!!!!! I started losing everything. I begged and got back on medicaid and finally found Dr. Tobias. He was the 1st and only Dr. who showed compassion, He ran every test out there. He backed up the Fibromyalgia diagnose, then he looked into my M.R.I.s. He couldn't believe any Dr.'s missed what he saw. I have 2herniated disc's in my neck, my neck is curved the wrong direction and I have a growth in my spinal column thats pushing on the nerves and causing major problems w/ my shoulders, elbows, wrists and hands, he sent me to a Nerosurgeon who says I need the surgery asap, that was over a year ago, of course Medicaid is gone for good now, my sons over 18yrs.old. I was feeling pretty decent when I was seeing him, he sent me to physical Therapy, he had me seing a chiropractor and kept up to date with everything, incl, getting me to sign up with Disability and gave me a name of a good Lawyer. Well that was almost 3 yrs ago and I haven't gotten anywhere. I'm paying out my butt for apain management Dr. and for my meds. Shes a Excellent Dr., Dr. Sheenan. But the company she works for is terrible they won't let her do anything but prescibe medsandw/o having much cash things just arn't working well. I'm back on Methadone but only 80mg. aday. I take 40 in the am & 40pm, then 45mg.oxycodone split throughout the day and Valium to help w/muscle spasms. I'd love to get back on cymbalta, but they want $300.00 a month just for that. I'm already paying $300. mo. to see Dr. and get other meds. she can't precribe me anti-depressents. I found on-line where I could getCymbalta for free but this office won't let her do papr work and have them sent there. Of course I'm back w/ a money hungry place. Not the Dr shes great its the office. My condition is getting so much worse. Now my lower half is going to hell. When I was seeing the chirprator his xrays showed my hips arn't even in there sockets anymore and I have menicle tears inmy knees and those nerves are even being affected. I wake up out of a sound sleep with my feet just throbbing orneedles being stuck in them, I nver know. It's like a constant nightmare. I can hardly walk anymore and I'm gaining weight like crazy which I realize isn't good on my small frame, I'm running out of answers and help. My meds need changing and I can't even afford what I take now. It's another constant nightmare evrymonth if my Fiance will be able to come up w/the money, and if so; we can't pay are rent, So, next will prob. be facing eviction again. We go enough w/o food or atleat what we prefer. I can't believe Disability can hold upmy life like this. Theres days, standing in front of a train sound so much easier. My family thinks I'm full of it and nobody understands like I'm lying. I worked 20yrs. or more with raging pain, I raised my son and did what I had to do untill I just couldn't no more. I try real hard to keep my self and my house clean it brings me to tears and makes me so miserable. I don't have any friends cause no one knows me well. I hardly leave the house, If I go shopping I'm dying in pain by the time were done. My old man makes me take a scooter but people look at me weird and its embarassing. If there anyone out there that knows of anyhow I can get disability to atleast help me with ins. again, so I can go back to physical therapy and Yoga classes, water therapy or help w/meds, please; let me know. I can't live like this any longer. I can't believe how nasty they are at medicaid, the jerks won't even face u anymore. Its all done on the computer or through the mail. Is there any agencies that help u financially untill you get accepted. There has to be someone or something out there. I just not sure where else to look. Any Ideas?? I'm sorry to complain your ears or should I say eyes off If anyone is actually still reading. If it wasn't for my old man and my son and very few family members, that train would of already ran my dumb ass over, but I can't do that to the few who are here for me.