That's it, it's over...I lost all hope. Everything, all my hope my inspiration that I got through the wonderful people of this support group has been squashed, smashed and vaporized by a visit to my new doctor. "My chest hurts" I told the doc, "I wish my breasts could be removed" Want to know her esteemed medical diagnosis......"Your breasts are large, that is why they hurt".....ARRRRGGGG!!! They are not large.....and if that wasn't bad enough..."It's in your mind....people can walk on hot coals and stick knives in their arms with no pain...power of the mind. You just need to re-do your thinking" Well send me to those tribes in South America and let me learn from them! Then when I said I sent in my disability claim...."Your not disabled...your 26 and someone is disabled if they are like Christopher Reeve, now he is disabled." she said. Now I feel like total crap for even considering disability. If I could I would trade places with Christopher Reeve (by the way I just love him) and let him be able to walk, I'll take the paralysis. So she said I am to see a phychologist and physciatrist to have my brain re-worked. I am stuffing my self with chocolate, taking some Neurotin (?)??) she prescripted and see if it helps. Anti seizure meds she said will numb my nerves. I am going to evalute my purpose in life and see if it is worth it to continue. I'm totaly and utterly depressed---was doing well before my appt.......life sucks.....pain doesn't matter....I don't matter.