Today was the first day that I’ve had to do the Humira injections since my first two doses. M has been doing them for me since then. Today I had to do it myself since I’m out of town for work. My sister(I’ll refer to her as C) is an RN and was going to do it but she was sick today and couldn’t do it. So I thought I’d be fine and just suck it up and do it.
Which didn’t work out so well. I managed to inject myself but I have a problem with counting too fast because I just want to get it done and over with. So I know in the back of my mind that I need to count more than to just 10. And because it was hurting I pulled out the syringe before the medicine was done. So part of it didn’t go in.
When the home health nurse came to my house to teach me how to do it I did great. And now I just can’t do it. I have a mental block with these damn injection pens. I think when I go back home I’m going to have M help me administer them to myself. I’ll probably have him hold my hand to make sure that I leave it in long enough.
Fuck, I just hate these injections. I hate having IBD. I’d rather just take some damn pills instead of having to be injected with medications. I feel like my life revolves around them now. And I hate it. I hate it so much.