Monday, September 15, 2008
Hep C Treatment - Day One
Last night before bed I began getting a minor headache. I took the Interferon at 10.30pm. The needle didn't hurt at all. The most difficult thing was squeezing the dose in. I was trying to be gentle, as advised, but the pen needed real pressure. Still in six months time it will all be second nature I'm sure. L seemed more anxious about the whole process than me.
I then had some paracetamol and tried to sleep. This proved to be difficult. I felt speedy. I don't know if this was the tablets, the injection or just adrenalin. I will be interested to see how it goes next week. I tried very hard not to imagine symptoms. I also kept saying to myself - I can be well, I will be well, I am well. Like a mantra. If your head is going to go around and around you may as well fill it with positive thoughts.
And so to today. Actually it was not too bad. I got up and made breakfast and packed lunches for everyone. I felt achy, cold and a bit heavy headed but I could cope. After everyone had gone to work/school I slept. An hour later I was woken by a knocking on my first floor bedroom window - it was the window cleaner! Having slept I felt much better. The sun was shining, I wasn't dead, things were looking up. After paying the window cleaner I showered, dressed and did a little housework. I could feel ambitions of going for a walk or gardening. But was also conscious of not pushing myself too much first day. So, I rested. Listened to 'How to Kill A Mockingbird.' And a Sherlock Holmes adventure. Then after an afternoon nap made Diner.
The main symptoms are aching bones and waves of weariness. I am very happy about this. But I fear being too optimistic and thereby provoking fortune. In the past I have had experiences of thinking, hey I haven't had a bleed in ages, only to find myself with one the following day. Those Gods up there are listening, and they like their fun.