Just left the E.R. for the second time in a week during the current flare-up.

I don't drink, I don't eat the stuff I ain't s'posed to, and I ain't rich.
What the heck gives????

For extra added fun, I have 3 drumming gigs and an 8-hour fishing program to do this weekend. There's nothing like stomping on pedals for 4 hours a night while your foot's doing its best to imitate a flesh-eating zombie. GRRRRR....

Indomethicin didn't do squat this time.

Now they put me on Colchicine. Lotsa horror stories about this stuff.

Anybody have any thoughts?

Well, off for my 4th glass of cherry juice today.