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Lemtrada, 2: 2/3

This is really short one as I feel really shattered after a 45 minute cannula ordeal that was literally so unnecessary and distressing. It has left me feeling really exhausted and it shook up a massive nervous reaction.

I am otherwise really fine, the Lemtrada response itself was Alhamdulilah, as good as it could have been and I've seen signs of the rash and hoping to see more tomorrow so I know I my body is responding positively to it. I am ever grateful, and fortunate, but for today these are all the words I have.

Keep me in your prayers and thoughts and find light in every space you can.

Here's a poem I wrote that sums things up and I hope tomorrow my words will be full of more zest and greater strength inshallah:

بردو قلبي
And tell me something that washes over me
Like ice water and a sea breeze

Enough to take edge off the now
And bring the light back to my eyes

Cool the burning in my veins
And loosen the knots in my lashes.

Heal these punctures with your fingertips on my knuckles.

Cool me. That's all I need right now.





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