Here it is! The third and final shot!
I got back from my trip and was ready for this last shot!
I went to the Center and checked in. This time, Center Stage was playing. I remember seeing that film in the theatres in New York when I lived there. It's cute. Not as good as The Company by Robert Altman (I've been on an Altman kick lately).
So this time the same nurse called me in. We talked for a bit, then she gave me the shot on the left side.
I felt it immediately. OW! Somehow my left side is more sensitive than my right. I felt it go in. I felt my ass tighten up. I immediately had problems walking.
Got back to my car. Slid inside and drove home.
I was on deadline, so I went back home and started working immediately. I forgot to take the benedryl pills I usually take.
The next day passes and I wake up sorer than ever. My back is even a bit sore. I don't think these are flu symptoms, but then again I'm too busy to deal with it. I have to get at least 20 pages of writing done today.
I'm sitting down at my desk and having a hard time working because my ass is so sore. I work through the night, finishing at midnight. Then I go to bed.
I have night sweats. I'm hot, then cold. I feel miserable.
Then I remember...the benedryl! I take one. Then try and go back to bed.
I wake up. Take another. I have slept horribly. This is the worst!
Go back to bed. Then wake up three hours later. I have slept more and feel better, but I'm still having to be delicate getting in and out of bed.
Finally, the feelings start to dissipate. My ass gets less sore on Thursday. And by Friday, I'm totally good.
Thank God that didn't happen every week! Yikes!
I feel like Susan Sarandon after chemo in Stepmom. But not really. If that's all that happened, then I'm cool.
But I'm not out of the woods yet. I still have to abstain for another week. And I have to go back in six weeks to do a check of my numbers.
Thank Goodness this part of it is over. Now I can go back to being poked in the ass in a good way.
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