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Lemtrada: Day 4

Day 4: ooooh this is a rougher ride today but I'll take it because it's taken 4 days to show rather than on day 1.
I woke up this morning with a raging, blistery rash. I've never seen anything like it, but apparently that means it's working. Once I got to Southampton, they gave me some anti-histamine which brought it down a little.


The joys of three hours on the clock. Reading a good book definitely helped to pass the time.


But today, it wasn't going to sidle off unnoticed and behave. It began to rage again a few hours later and I had to really wait without scratching myself into ribbons. To say I was on fire would be an understatement and it has required real self-control not to paw away at myself.


No, I was not thrown into a nettle bush and no, this will not feature in high street fashion next season.

It was a shorter session without the steroids, but I didn't realise quite how much they were doing for me. On completing treatment today, I felt pretty nauseous and dizzy and my eyesight has been reminiscent of prior relapses, but that's normal and to be expected. I'm feeling a bit frail and shaky today, but glad that there's only one day left and they took that chunky cannula out of my arm.
I slept belly-down as soon as I got in! 

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