So far Humira is working for me. But at the same time I hate it. HATE IT.
I had to go out of town for work again this week. And of course it’s Humira week. I was going to have my sister give me my injection Sunday before I left. But of course I had a head cold. And I wasn’t sure if I could take the Humira injection because of that.
So I called my GI and got the go a head for the Humira. Which made me anxious because I hate giving myself the injection. I’ve been having M do it for months.
When I had to give myself the injection last night I ended up just laying on the bed in my hotel room trying to give it to myself. I had to call M to get some moral support and I just ended up crying for 10 minutes. And I had to psych myself up to do it. I told myself it wouldn’t be so bad. I had a flu shot last Thursday that hurt and left my arm sore for days. This is just discomfort for like 5 minutes. It’ll be ok, Kenzie. It’ll be ok.
Well, it wasn’t ok. I ended up fucking up my injection. Again. I think I squeezed the injection site so hard I squeezed all of the medication out. Either that or I pulled the needle out after I heard the injector click without realizing it. I even made sure I counted slowly.
And after I realized that happened I just cried even more. I was mad at myself for fucking up the injection. I did so well the first two injections that I did and then I just couldn’t do it anymore.
So I’ve been thinking about that a lot since last night. I feel so stupid for getting so anxious and upset about giving myself an injection.