and maybe that is part of my overall FMS/CFS health problems, too. Sometimes I wonder if the drugs I take keep me sick, and yet if I stop taking them I fall apart. I guess I should cherish the fact that I have returned to work full time, but my mind goes to these places.....is it the narcotics that have made me stupid, and in pain when they do wear off?? Have I jacked my brain chemicals for so long with A/d's, etc., that there is no turning back? Why can't I just be happy with the progress? It's like I can't accept this thing still. It's been 5 years. I keep wondering when it will end and my life will go back to "normal" and I can stop all of this drug taking, Dr seeing, and edge of insanity.