The shots were bad. I was 19 at the time, I made my dad inject them. Before I got put on cumadin, they found that I had 12 ounces of fluid that seeped out of my lung and settled right under it. That happened after my pneumonia. So, they thought that's what was causing my pain. I went and had a needle stuck in back so they could take the fluid out. My lung was so inflammed that while the fluid was coming out, I could slowly feel my lung dropping because it was rubbing up against my ribs. Needless to say, this did not feel good. The whole thing took about 20 minutes. When I got home, I was still in pain, it didn't help. I was devastated. It got to the point where I couldn't even walk up a flight of stairs without being completley out of breath and in pain. I had to do many breathing tests and they found I was only using 70% of my lung capacity in my left lung. Then shortly after that, they got me on blood thinner. I know I am jumping around, but it was a long two years. I even went to the mayo clinic in rochester min. For two days of testing. Do you know what my doctor said to me? I quote "breath right and pretend everything is ok, and it will go away" $4000, and that is what they told me. Can you believe that! Well, I am getting off the subject. Back to you, yes, one day I would feel ok, then the next day I was in horrible pain. It is so hard to breath sometimes. To this day, I still cannot take a deep breath in without feeling any pain. Like i've said before (i think) surgery is an option, but not a garauntee. This surgery is to remove the scar tissue on the lining of my lung, but there is a chance that it may form more scar tissue after the surgery, and i'm right back where I started. I went to therapy, and he taught me how to deal with my pain, he does relaxation therapy on me. It works most of the time, but I do get down and depressed. I think I have a right to. I have panic attacks now, I get them once a month. I have learned to deal with them also. It's funny how one thing that happens to you can affect you for the rest of your life. Believe me when I say, I hope your pain goes away, and I hope you won't have to deal with it for the rest of your life. But don't baby your pain, that was one of my mistakes. It will get better, trust me, I have been there. Best of luck to you and I will be more than happy to talk to you again. I know this sounds horrible, so don't take this the wrong way, but in three years, I have never talked to someone that has had the similiar problems that I have had. That's probably why I can't stop talking. It is so comforting to know that someone else out there has been through what I went through. Again, best of luck! ~mi