I’m going to be out of town all next week, so obviously – obviously – they called me from the hospital telling me the medication was approved and asking if I could stop by on Monday.
“No, I can’t.”
The lady on the phone seemed surprised. “You can’t?” But really, for someone who’s been waiting for almost a year, waiting for another week is nothing.
So I’ll stop by the Monday after next Monday and hear what my neurologist has to say about the medication that was approved and that I’m due to start, Tecfidera. However, as my MRI’s are scheduled for the day after that, I won’t be starting anything until I have my brain and spinal cord checked, so I have a really good picture of the before and after. Actually, because of the side effects Tecfidera is well-known for, I’ll probably just start it on the following Saturday, in case I have to spend all day dealing with nausea and other even more glamorous stuff.
So, all things considered, that makes it another two weeks. But really, for someone who’s been waiting for almost a year, waiting two more weeks is nothing.