Rheumy finally called. He said all my bloodwork looks great except for my anemia. I asked why I was in such pain and he said cuz i'm weird. My pharmacy screwed up and lost my script for fentanyl. My rheumy actually said he was going to drive to my pharmacy after work and get it straightened out. I told him no, there had to be a better way. His office is an hour and a half away and then you have to add in rush hour traffic which doubles the time and tolls, etc. Unfortuately it is a class two drug and the pharmacy needs a hard copy. They went ahead and filled it and my rheumy express -mailed over a hard copy. I feel a thousand percent better. At my next appt, we are going to start cutting down and eliminating some of my meds. I have been complaining for mo. that I take too many....