12.14.07
Doing Meth(otrexate)
Three weeks ago I finally got to give myself my first injection of methotrexate. For more info on the drug, click here.
This is the only strong drug for Crohn’s that I can afford with government health care. While there are better drugs available, I simply cannot afford them with Medicare. (Rest assured, I will be spewing about that later.) But beggars cannot really be choosers, right?
The side effects from this medicine can be awful and at times fatal, so I had to endure a battery of tests (including a rather painful liver biopsy) before being allowed to start the drug.
I now have to go for blood tests every week to make sure that the methotrexate is not destroying my liver, but that is not that big of a deal.
What is much more troubling is the way I feel the day after the injection. The first week I was just a bit tired the next day. Last week it started out the same, but got worse as the day progressed. I felt as if I had been hit by a truck 20 times in a row. Every part of my body hurt and the fatigue was as bad as it has ever been. I laid down on the couch and did not get back up until Ally got home from school. Finding the energy to go get a drink or to the toilet was as futile as finding a totally honest politician.
Today I drove Ally to school, but as of 9 am I feel that deep fatigue starting to creep back in. I keep being told by Ally & Jamie to take it easy. Today I really do not have a choice, I do not have much energy to put out. What I do have I will save for family time tonight.
I do not like feeling like this, but hopefully it will close the fistula and help me get off of prednisone.
Swords almost always have two edges, do they not?
Be well,
Sponge
