I received a call this morning from receptionist and my first shot appointment has been changed to a Friday. Well, the plan is in place. Now I have to get through it.
It’s an uneasy feeling signing up to get injected with something that probably will make me sick within a few hours only to suffer it out and get ready to take copious amounts of pills that might make me worse. Then I get to do it all over again the following week and so on for 46 more weeks after that.
Tylenol sounds like it’s going to be my new best friend.
I am going to waste the fifty-second year of my life.
I had so many plans.
They are all in limbo.
Hep C has been a huge set back to me. I cannot let it zap my self-esteem and my perception of “me”.
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