Leaving a mess for someone, my loved ones, to clean up is what prevents me from suicide. I keep thinking someone will help me, just another month and the doctor will find something, but she hasn't given me a thought. next month comes around and I give it another month and so on, year after year. She says that there isn't anything a doctor can do for my neck, hip, back and leg pain, but if I were a pro athlete I am sure there would have been something that could have been done. it comes down to money, whoever has the money to see the right doctor gets the help, thereby preventing the loss of quality of life and the suicidal thoughts and actions that follow. Just fix my degenerated disks and vertebrae and I would stop thinking about how my life has no meaning. I will only end up a statistic in useless studies like this one. OR fix my spine and I could have a life!