From the comments yesterday: "there's not any nasty side effects apart from the bummer immune system?"
Well, actually, because of the bummer immune system, there are tons of nasty side effects. Serious infections, including tuberculosis, sepsis and pneumonia can happen. There have been rare reports of lymphoma (a blood cancer) occurring in some people. COPD can develop. If you're a carrier of Hepatitis B, that can redevelop. Rare cases of liver damage have been reported, including fatal damage. Blood and nerve disorders have been reported. Any and all of these reports have the potential to be fatal.
There are also allergic reactions that can happen while you're being infused or within a week or two after. These include: respiratory problems, hives, chest pain, high or low blood pressure, swelling of the face and hands, and fever or chills.
Most common side effects? Headache, stomach pain, respiratory infections, rash and coughing. Luckily, I just get these last things.
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Friday, August 8, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
I HATE THIS DISEASE
First off, I must say (picture hearing a seething voice, through gritted teeth),
I hate the fucking pain that's associated with it.
My husband was trying to say good bye to me before he left for work. Lately, he gets a bit frisky to make me think of him during the day (I do that anyway, I don't need the friskiness, although it is nice). So, this morning, he pushed down a little too hard on my belly. I saw stars. He quickly got up and practically ran out the door with barely an "I love you".
I fucking hate it. No one deserves this. He doesn't deserve it. My kids deserve a mommy that's not sick.
Even on medicine, I still get sick. True, the flares are longer in between, but they still come. Then, this feeling comes on again.
I'm not doing a pity me sch peal. I'm just venting. One needs to do that. And I apologize for the strong language.
I first got sick at age 17. I'm 33 now. I've had two hospitalizations. I've had two blood transfusions. The first transfusion later almost made me lose my pregnancy with my son because of some really rare antigen in it. I miss out on so much because I get too sick to partake in anything. I will have this for the rest of my life. There is no cure; only maintenance. Fucking great.
And, now to be shunned by my husband.
I fucking hate this disease.
"I hate this fucking disease."
I hate the fucking pain that's associated with it.
My husband was trying to say good bye to me before he left for work. Lately, he gets a bit frisky to make me think of him during the day (I do that anyway, I don't need the friskiness, although it is nice). So, this morning, he pushed down a little too hard on my belly. I saw stars. He quickly got up and practically ran out the door with barely an "I love you".
I fucking hate it. No one deserves this. He doesn't deserve it. My kids deserve a mommy that's not sick.
Even on medicine, I still get sick. True, the flares are longer in between, but they still come. Then, this feeling comes on again.
I'm not doing a pity me sch peal. I'm just venting. One needs to do that. And I apologize for the strong language.
I first got sick at age 17. I'm 33 now. I've had two hospitalizations. I've had two blood transfusions. The first transfusion later almost made me lose my pregnancy with my son because of some really rare antigen in it. I miss out on so much because I get too sick to partake in anything. I will have this for the rest of my life. There is no cure; only maintenance. Fucking great.
And, now to be shunned by my husband.
I fucking hate this disease.
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