Second Injection

Yesterday I had a vascular reaction to the shot I received in my knee. That means my body has a big "Holy Crap!" moment when a chemical is injected, or when a big amount of pain is experienced. This has never happened to me before, and I've been pretty badly injured, and given blood, and had many shots.

When I received my injection yesterday, it really hurt. Some of the worst pain I've had in my life, actually, and that's saying something since I had my entire abdomen cut open to remove a 10lb ovarian cyst. It only lasted for about 10 seconds, if that (the length of the injection). After the doctor had withdrawn the needle, I all of a sudden got very hot and shaky. My hearing started to fade, and I got extremely nauseated. As the doctor walked me to the door, I couldn't really understand him. I made it into the lobby and took a few deep breaths. I checked out with the receptionist, and then got to my car and bawled. By then my knee wasn't hurting and I was feeling better, but I had scared myself.

I didn't tell the doctor, but I will before I get my next short next week. Yesterday was injection two of five, and they're all a week apart. Of course, now I am dreading the next one, which is going to flare my anxiety, which has been kept pretty well in check lately. Not only am I now dreading the shot- and I have never had a problem with needles- and the pain, but now also the horrible feeling afterwards.

I have several people I know who are currently undergoing very intense medical treatments, which are very painful. I know what I went through was very brief, and hardly matters. It certainly isn't comparable to what these people are going through. I am doing this really by choice, to alleviate knee pain. This morning, I feel totally normal. I need to count my blessings, and I realize that. I just had a hard time focuses on that fact yesterday as I gagged in a carpeted waiting room that smelled like feet.