I HATE MEDICINE. For the longest time I have struggled with taking medicine. And yet, with all the times that I feel like crap, I still can't get my mind around taking medicine.
Lately, my mom has been trying new approaches. Like bribing me with my favorite soda, or candy (a sweet tooth's dream). A combination seems to work the best. And still, I can't get over my fear of swallowing a pill. The closest I have come recently was swallowing a bigger bite of bread than I had planned. With my luck I was surprised I didn't choke there. And still, life goes on, with or without the meds inside me.
Pills aren't even my biggest problem. I also get a weekly shot. A shot that releases 40cc of rather cold medicine into my warm thigh muscle. The only distraction is the tv and a shot pillow which I bite to avoid screaming. Of course on "shot day" I have to numb my thigh otherwise the medicine will hurt 1000x more. Not the most ideal. This of course wouldn't be a problem if I wasn't afraid of needles. It makes things worse and of course that much harder to receive the meds. Man do I have patient parents.
My mom is my support system and she always will be. She keeps me strong through all the meds and flares. She is my rock and man am I glad that she is there.
Lately, my mom has been trying new approaches. Like bribing me with my favorite soda, or candy (a sweet tooth's dream). A combination seems to work the best. And still, I can't get over my fear of swallowing a pill. The closest I have come recently was swallowing a bigger bite of bread than I had planned. With my luck I was surprised I didn't choke there. And still, life goes on, with or without the meds inside me.
Pills aren't even my biggest problem. I also get a weekly shot. A shot that releases 40cc of rather cold medicine into my warm thigh muscle. The only distraction is the tv and a shot pillow which I bite to avoid screaming. Of course on "shot day" I have to numb my thigh otherwise the medicine will hurt 1000x more. Not the most ideal. This of course wouldn't be a problem if I wasn't afraid of needles. It makes things worse and of course that much harder to receive the meds. Man do I have patient parents.
My mom is my support system and she always will be. She keeps me strong through all the meds and flares. She is my rock and man am I glad that she is there.
Life isn't always easy,
but running away won't help.
Take each day as it comes,
and live it like no other.
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