It was useless. I don’t know how big of a dose he gave me, but it didn’t seem to have any effect except to make me spacey. I called him later to tell him my dismal report, and he said not to worry about it, that the implant WILL work. He said the shots of morphine are just requirements of the insurance companies. Go figure!
He does implants at a hospital in Tacoma the first Wednesday of every month and I may be able to get mine in March. It had better work or I’m going to be one unhappy dude-grandmother!
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