Because chronic headaches and depression wasn't enough, now I get to have an ulcer too. My doctor sent me to the ER yesterday so I got to spend five hours waiting around for a man to come in, poke my belly and tell me what we already knew. I think the whole process would go remarkably smoother if they administered the pain killer first rather then last. I know i'm more complacent when doped up and probably wouldn't have created such a scene when they tried to get me to take off my pants. In fact, after the drugs i probably would have volunteered to strip. It really didn't do a thing for my headache but it sure picked up my mood.