Thirteen (8/2)

Yesterday’s bit was more than a bit off, largely because I was more than a bit off. Since I had to stop taking Tysabri due to the JCV antibody test, I started taking one of the meds containing this.

It’s a bit different than the other injectables I’ve been on before. Deep muscle, so different operation than the sub-q things I’d had in the past. But there’s this nifty auto-injector. Find your spot, take out the slack in the tip, press more, it’ll click, then wait for the indicator thing to show it’s finished, and a second click.

The sub-q meds I’d take right after I got out of the shower in the morning. The nurse I’d spoken to said that I probably shouldn’t do that with this drug…I need to do it with a muscle that’s been excited a white, and will remain that way for a few hours.

So. I’ll do it when I’m grabbing my lunch. Whatever.

I can take Tylenol if I’m feeling icky. Okay.

I took the shot just before 1300. By the time I finished my early work at 1500, I was feeling pretty yucky.

So. Tylenol. And a few hours of normalcy.

Until just after dinner.

Holy hell.

I don’t think I’ve felt that bad since I was hospitalized with a bad infection.

Somehow, I did manage to do work, but I really wasn’t with it.

I feel drunk but I’m sober.

Chills, but no fever.

If that’s going to be how I feel when I take that, gonna have to modify schedule(s).

Maybe I’ll feel better enough tomorrow to really write something. So incredibly busy with work, too.