I’m going on two days after I took the last methotrexate, and I’m beginning to feel like saying, “I can’t stand this!”
I’m very weak and extra wobbly. My tremor has gone from noticeable to what feels like major. My whole body feels as if it is trembling.
I decided I was going to make my son some dinner. In this case, “making” means doing something other than taking something out of the freezer and zapping it. I finally had to sit down. I just couldn’t stand any longer. I’ve been on the couch for most of the entire day. I did finally go to the grocery store which was a huge accomplishment.
I started this post yesterday and couldn’t finish it. I was too exhausted and in too much pain.
This morning I woke up and felt only slightly better. The mental anguish that comes from this level of sickness is more than I can take. The last time I felt this bad was when I took antibiotics for Lyme. I can’t manage my minimal responsibilities. I can’t make phone calls. My thoughts are scrambled.
I’ve lost four days this week to methotrexate. I won’t lose another. I’m done with this medicine. I don’t have an Instagram account, but I like hashtags.