Last week in the rheumy’s office I used an auto-injector pen. Just jammed it against my stomach, pressed the button, and waited. After what I’d heard – people comparing the sting of Enbrel vs. Humira – I was pleasantly surprised. It really wasn’t that bad.
In my wildest dreams, I never thought I’d be giving myself shots. That’s not on my bucket list. Not even close. Then again, a lot of the events of these past few years took me by surprise.
Monday morning I get to try it on my own at home. With a syringe instead of the pen. Without any assistance or supervision. If I say that I am not nervous, would you believe me?
This disease provides all sorts of opportunities for new learning experiences.
*technically, “abdomen” but that doesn’t have the same ring to it