Walk don't run..

Today I had my weekly hospital appointment and managed to speak to the psychiatrist briefly. He is happy to prescribe me an antidepressant as long as the liver specialist is ok with this, should be no problem and hopefully i'll get my prescription by friday. I had my app on tuesday canceled at short notice which left me feeling a bit fed up, but if anything I think treatment may teach me to be patient.

I'm beginning to realise i have to pace myself with things i want to do, sometimes the slightest physical effort leaves me dizzy and breathless. It seems to have been worse this week and my nurse commented today on how pale my skin was and that anaemia may be a problem. The consequence of this could mean a reduction in the amount of drugs i take and though the thought of less 'sides' is appealing, I want the treatment to work.

I collected my next lot of medication today, just when i was getting used to the empty plastic container in the fridge. I found it quite funny that my nurse mentioned that I should return any extra Ribavirin to the hospital. I have approx 200 tablets and with only 4 weeks gone it seemed a bit absurd to be reminding me of this just now. Perhaps the end of treatment is easier to see for my nurse than it is for me.