Hot hot hot. It's 15 degrees (and overcast) today, and I am HOT. My internal thermostat is whacked. Broken. Misfiring. Screwing with my happiness and comfort.
My face is covered in beads of perspiration. I radiate heat.
And to top it off, I think that the 44mcg of Rebif is creating more/greater nausea on my P.I.D days. And more headaches.
And my left leg is uncomfortable: it feels like a stretched elastic - and every once in awhile (okay, every five minutes) it releases, somewhere in my leg.
Did I mention that I'm still dealing with a rough run of fatigue?
These are tough times.
Last week, and I think even for a couple of days the week before, I napped every day. But I still pushed through - trying to be "productive" everyday. So far, since Sunday, I have done pretty much NOTHING. I don't even have the desire to be "productive".
For a change, I'm not fighting with myself to "do" something.
Oh yes, and here is a Rebismart update. I can no longer handle the pain associated with injecting the Rebif in my thigh. I've tried an icepack prior to the injection, and maybe in a couple of weeks I'll try heat. But for now, I have dropped my thighs. I'm in no frame of mind or physical space to put myself through any more pain than necessary.