Mine was Friday, March 2nd, and I spent the best part of the day crying. I had an appointment with another doctor Friday morning, who told me the usual - nothing he can do to help me, here's some drugs for IBS. When I wasn't crying, I was planning my funeral, because I don't know how much more of this pain I can take, and no one here at home will do anything for it.
Hope your birthday was happier than mine, but I did celebrate yours *LOL* I had to work Friday, so my Other Half took me out last night - Chinese food (I love it), and dancing - not that I did much dancing, except the slow ones, but I sure did enjoy the band.
Nancy