I got my first Interferon infusion today. They put the PIC line in about nine o’clock this morning. They put it in my right arm midway up my bicep and it runs somewhere into my chestal regions. They told me that it had a chance of going up into my head, and they didn’t want that, so they had me tip my chin down to my right shoulder to help it get to the right place. They injected some saline and said to see if I could feel where it was. Instantly my ear felt like it was full of a rushing noise and there was this weird vibration in my neck. I went “Wahhhh!” in my best Monty Python voice and they stopped and pulled it partway out and tried again. The second time was the charm, I guess because they went ahead with the infusion after an x-ray showed them I was all set. It was all fairly downhill from then and, except for the pain from the PIC insertion point I felt pretty good, but tired. We came home and I had the home health nurse coming to check my vac-less wound. They removed the vac on the day after Christmas. I meant to write about it, along with so many other things, but never seem to find the time. I did manage to find the time to install the free preview client of World of Warcraft Saturday night, but that’s another sad story in itself.
Anyway, after the nurse saw me I was pretty punked out (which was what they told me to expect, so I took a little nap and woke up with chills and aches. I had a 100.5 fever, exactly the temperature they told me to expect, so I took some more Tylenol and Indomethacin (which totally works like a wonder) and went back to feeling pretty good. Anyway, one down four more weeks (less one day) to go.