Hi shadia
Try to stockpile a few injections when you are out of cycle. You will be well prepared for next time and it helps to spread the cost.
The 02 is fantastic but you must have at least 15 litres per minute with a non-rebreather mask. Make sure your doc gets it right or it won't work.
Instead of pepsi, try an energy drink like redbull or monster. They contain taurine which is sometimes effective if you are quick enough. Don't wait till the pain ramps up - it needs to be at the very first sign of pain. You have to drink it down really fast because it needs to be a sudden hit to your system. It also helps to keep you going through the day if you've had a night with no sleep.
Hope this helps
Maz.

ok thank you for the info , i dont really like energy drinks since i am already a anxious person and they seem to make  my anxiety worse, but will try for sure , would try  sheep dung lol if it works  like a red here in a post... made me laugh.

shadia wrote on Sep 10^th, 2015 at 5:54am:

We have a hypothalamus and, oh, but for the life of us,
It plays up, stays up, breaks up and wakes us up.
My little hypothalamus, big like hippopotamus,
It must’ve fostered cluster and you’re busted down to hell with us.

Medication, meditation, seditation, tried the lot.
Lithium and calcium, lidocaine, tried smoking pot.
Caffergotcha, melatonin, teeth pulled, stop your moaning,
Accupuncture, coca cola, anything to stop the rot.

Hot packs, cold packs, predni-poison, dopey-max,
Ibuprofen and religion, snorted mustard, visited quacks.
Imitrex and quick sex, goodness knows what hex is next,
Don’t tell us, hypothalamus, we all must just learn to relax.

Hoo-doo, voo-doo, kudzu, verapomil,
Boo-hoo, no O2. Like you, I can’t stand still.
Head-banging til it’s bleeding. Gimme strength, it’s all I’m needing,
Pills chill my thrills, hypothalamus, I’m filled with the will to kill.

So, hypothalamus, tell us tales we’ll all believe,
Why you swipe at all the lot of us with a pain we can’t relieve.
Did you have a lousy childhood? Dad a thug, your mother no good,
Or are you just a nasty basket who deceives to achieve?

Ha, we’ve got you, hypothalamus! Feisty beastie that you be.
We’ve seen you beat and cheat us, now we see your destiny.
We suffer rough and tough, so stuff your bluff we’ve had enough,
I’ve now got lots of friends, it’s no longer just thee and me.