Praises. Praises. Praises. Little did I know yesterday morning, that I would be looking at my big box of drugs in less than 24 hours. I was still in my jammies this morning when Babe brought in this big official box of cold-packed shots. When I left the doctors office, they sent me home with a "talking pen" that showed me exactly how to give myself the shot. All the steps and pictures truly are over-rated. All they did was serve to make me more nervous.
I opened the box to find a big sharps container, 6 shots, lots of paperwork and directions. In a matter of moments, it became a family affair. I sat in my chair and gave myself the shots while Gambo handled the sharps and the trash and sweet JBS applied Angry Bird Bandaids to my injection sites:) Babe watched from afar asking each time I shot myself if it hurt that time. Thanks, Babe. I know you try.
So. I am all shot up. Four shots today and two shots on day 15. Then, I will take 1 shot every two weeks forever. I look so forward to feeling better. I look so forward to getting off my current steroids and pain pills and I look so forward to being "normal" again. If I can be normal. I have an overwhelming sense of relief. Whether it be the placebo effect of knowing I have the drug in my body at work or the hundreds of prayers that have gone up in my name. I feel like I can breathe for the first time in a long time.
Babe was talking to me this morning about being ready for the old Penny to be back :( It made me sad. But I actually thought about it and I really don't know when the last time was that I can say I felt good. It was certainly before I had WHS and most certainly before we moved to Houston. Of course, there have been ups and downs, but far more downs in the last 5 years.
Prepare for the new and improved Penny! :) God is good. ALL the time!
UPDATE!!!!! I need to know if the meds are working! I have been so patient in waiting to ask to give them time.
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