If you’re here I’m assuming you know what’s going on. If not, check out what you’ve missed!
And now that you’re ready for episode 8 let’s hit play on this sucker.
Who’s a fire breathing dragon?
I’ve been on the hormone meds for what, 2 weeks? *checks planner* Okay, 2 days short of 2 weeks.
**Oh, and need to apologize. Last week I misspelled the med I’m on. Oops. I’ve corrected that in last weeks episode.**
Back to the breathing fire thing. I said last week that I’d found anger. I was worried when that anger seemed to be escalating. Everything made me angry. EVERYTHING!!! And don’t touch me!
Like, at all.
Even the slightest brush up against me sent me into a snorting snarling angry old woman.
It was bad.
Especially when we had our yearly medical (minus mammogram, ultrasound & bone density scans of course) and EVERYONE wanted to touch me in some way.
That was Friday last week. Since then it’s calmed down. A lot. I’m still…..grumpy, yeah, let’s go with grumpy…..but it’s manageable and I’m hoping it’ll be gone completely soon.
And while it’s manageable it’s still there and now I’m dealing with swelling in my legs. (Another *possible* wonderful side effect.) Although that might not be due to the meds.
I attended a writers conference this weekend from the comfort of my office. It was super brilliant and I’m so thrilled I didn’t cancel back when I was first diagnosed because it’s given me the boost I needed and a reminded of why I’m plugging away at Fallout even though the words are harder than pulling hens teeth with tweezers. Anyway, the downside to the event was it was held in US CST. Yeah, that’s 13hrs behind me.
I had to switch my days and nights and after hours at my desk (and sometimes lying in the beanbags I’d dragged in from the living room and put under my desk) I woke Monday morning to ankles twice there normal size. They’ve gone down some. Not completely. And I’m hoping they continue to improve but now I’ve gone and dumped another thing on top of all the other medical things going on.
I got my Covid booster shot last night.
Now before we get into a debate about the merits for or against, let me say I made my very well informed decision to get vaccinated and whatever decision you made I respect.
Here’s the thing. I have an autoimmune disease.
I knew there might be side effects because of that and in the beginning (like right back when they first started talking about vaccinations) I was told I shouldn’t have it. Then more research came out and still more research and more again, and I consulted doctors and asked questions and came to the conclusion that I’d rather know when and how I’d be ‘infected’ over the Russian roulette type approach of not.
We had our first shots in May. A few weeks after the worst episode of vertigo I’ve had in forever, which had been triggered by dental surgery. First shot was fine. Second, not so much. I had a mild fever for a day, then joint ache that was so bad I had tears in my eyes and could barely walk. And it lasted weeks!
I couldn’t type. My fingers were curled and painful and just thinking about it makes me want to cry. But it eventually went away. Then breast cancer showed up.
(Yeah, I know, it’s been a year.)
Why am I telling you all this? Because I had to jump though hoops (not real ones!) to get the booster even though all my specialists said it would be fine! I even had a letter from my oncologist giving permission. I still had to talk to the head nurse. A doctor. Then head doctor. Repeat my whole story. Talk about those previous side effects over and over and……
They were seriously thinking about not giving it to me!
Now remember that fire breathing dragon? She wanted to raise her head. Badly. Like really REALLY badly.
But they’re all just doing there jobs and when I think about it from their point of view I can imagine the idea of someone having a reaction to the shot in the vaccination facility probably isn’t a good thing.
In the end they said yes and someone stabbed me (no exaggeration, I swear to god she STABBED me with that thing we don’t talk about and I can’t look at), I waited the 30mins then rode my bike home.
And before you carry on about the whole ‘exercise’ after vaccination thing I don’t ride ride, even three year olds with training wheels overtake me!
Anywho, that bring us to today.
Super mild like last time and so far (touch wood, EVERYONE TOUCH WOOD) I’ve had no joint ache. I do have a sore arm but then she STABBED ME!!! Which made me want to stab her.
Stabby stabby stabby.
I’m pretty sure that would have been frowned upon so it’s a good thing I didn’t let that dragon have her way.
Honestly though, I’m more annoyed than angry most of the time now. The doctor did say any side effects would settle after 6 to 8 weeks so here’s hoping.
Other than all that……(hhmmmm….that’s quite a lot) I’m good.
Better than I expected to be at this point. Each day I get a little more ‘normal’ (no comments from the peanut gallery about me not being normal!) and if it wasn’t for the alarm that goes off every morning to remind me to take my med and the scars I have on my boob and under my arm I’d think I made all this up!
It’s what I do for a job after all.
Speaking of jobs….I should get to it. Jake and Maddox need a heroine who’ll do anything to protect them. I think Mallory’s doing a great job so far and I’m excited to dive back in to Fallout.
And after months and months of not being excited to write it feels amazing!