Today was the big day…Xolair day!
I’m a little too tired (understatement) to reiterate all the feelings I’ve had about the ‘lair (is that a thing?) up to this point, so feel free to play catch up in my last post, here.
But the TLDR version: I survived! There was a slim chance of anaphylaxis and guess who didn’t have that reaction! Me!
Seriously, for something that’s kept me awake for months, it was largely uneventful. I’m exhausted from the protective steroids I’ve been on and the lack of sleep that comes with that whole to-do, but really, today was fine. I got a shot, I hung around the doctor’s office for four hours, watched Good Will Hunting for the first time, and went to work in the afternoon like nothing had changed.
And now we wait. In June, I get to challenge foods I know I’m allergic to, in order to see if the Xolair is doing its job of masking the IgE stuff on my cells (I’m not a science person). I keep trying to picture myself eating fish or lettuce or spinach or cabbage, and can’t. But hey, that’s June Cindy’s bridge to cross, and it’s a damn good one.
In the meantime, I’ll keep getting Xolair injections once a month, with steroids, zantac, and zyrtec in my system. I’ll sleep 20 out of 30 nights a month, but it will be worth it to go to a grocery store and not have to wear a scarf and run through the produce aisle. The possibilities! I feel so blessed right now, it’s hard to even describe.
Also, side note…how had I never seen Good Will Hunting until now???
New plan: every month that I do Xolair, I will watch a movie that I really should have seen already. Kill two birds with one stone. Two birds…and no Cindys.