Injected myself again on Saturday (June 12), this time at home and with Kat watching. I couldnt do it faster than the last time. Kat laughed. And teared up. She said it was difficult to see me having such a difficult time. She said she should do it. I said she could after I learned to do it quickly. She asked if it'd be easier if she wasnt watching. I said maybe. It was.
Early in the weekend, I dont know if it was that day or Friday, I started to feel that pain in my lower right back, in what I imagine is the sacroiliac joint, and another in my left buttock (another classic sign of AS). I wondered for a few moments if it was a coicidence that this restarted right after Enbrel got the pain in my feet and elsewhere more or less under control. Or if the Enbrel somehow revived them. Or if I feel them more now because I dont feel the other pains. Or if it's just my bad luck.
By Sunday morning, I thought I had it figured out. I was sick -- probably still am a bit -- and this was magnifying my aches and pains. At least I hope that's what it is. I bundled up to try to get rid of the fever and woke up well enough to swim with Mellissa and Gene. And swimming is always good.
On the bright side, I can definitely see my ankle bones again. Swelling is definitely down.
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