Wednesday at noon it's
Remicade infusion numéro trois.
The plan:
Increase the dose of I.V. Benadryl and steroids before the main event and possibly halt the side-effects in their tracks.
Here's hopin'.
So.
I wonder.
Will double-dosing save me from the wicked-itchy hives?
Can it prevent another anaphylactic reaction?
This is what $3100 worth of
mouse antibodies buys.
Yes.
Fucking mice.
In my veins.
Could you please tell me exactly what kind of mouse is worth that much money? ;-)
$3100.
Hanging from an I.V. bag.
Drip drop drip dropping
into me.
Always good to see a pharmaceutical company thoroughly taking advantage of their marketplace-monopoly.
Quels humanitarians.
Please, go ahead.
Gouge sick people in need of a remedy.
Fear not.
My struggles are surrounded by gifts.
A chapter (or two) for the book.
My writing has taken on a new sheen.
I'm experiencing a resurgence of sorts.
Finding a new direction and sense of purpose.
And planning a trip to the West Coast next year.
So.
Everything is of the good!
But I still ask (demand of) you -- wish me luck!
fading back into yesterday before tomorrow comes,
~ rls