My Medicated Mid-Life
Humira- Injection #3
Today, I spent 30 minutes on the treadmill. I even jogged some during my more motivating songs. I logged approximately 2 miles.
My right shin hurt on occasion during some foot strikes on the faster paces. Not enough to make me stop though.
I also had to stretch my arms behind my back and retract my shoulder blades when it felt like my upper body was “balling up”.
But, it’s been probably a year since I’ve been on the treadmill, and certainly at least a year since I jogged. I felt liberated from the bonds my disease had placed upon my body.
Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t one hundred percent, but, I’m learning to live with small goals and accomplishments. The Humira isn’t a miracle drug. I took the injection on Friday evening. Saturday, I woke with a slightly sore throat and fatigue. Sunday, I woke up around 3am with body aches. I took Etodolac,
Getting up at 5am was a huge accomplishment. My fatigue seems lessened, my body rebelling less from the alarm clock. I remain cautiously optimistic. I’m going on week 6 of Humira treatments.
I’ll keep you posted.
And, yes, it does matter.” -Davee Jones