Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Dilemma and Goal-Achievement!

So, we are leaving for a much needed vacation on friday and my dilemma is this:  I'm due to take my humira shot next thursday (in the middle of vacay) and we are going to be driving/camping.  Should I take the needle with us in a cooler and risk the temperature getting all wonky and possibly ruined, or should I just leave it and take it when I get home?  If I left it home, I would be taking it a week and a half late.  I'm pretty inclined to leave it at home, but am a bit worried that that extra week and a half would put a painful damper on our vacation.

I wish planning a summer road trip didn't also mean having to plan around refrigerated meds!

To end on a positive note, I am beyond pumped about this holiday!  Initially we were planning a trip for the end of august, but due to work commitments, we are now leaving in a couple of days.  The sooner the better, I say.  This holiday couldn't have come at a better time: work is beyond hectic, we've had to deal with no running water, then no hot water at home.  And, to top it all off, our car died (which would have really sent our vacation into a tail-spin as that was our way of gettin' outta here).  But, the car is fixed, and due to my beloved, we have glorious, running, hot water :)  Yay for showers!

So, on friday, we are headed out to Gaspesie, a peninsula in Quebec.  For a fish-lover such as myself, this is going to be a heaven.  AND, folks, I will be fulfilling a goal that I had made for myself a couple of years back!!!  I had read this book and totally loved it.  It was funny and made me absolutely determined to someday hike the Appalachian Trail.  Well, the International Appalachian Trail starts in Gaspesie!!!!  I'm actually going to get to hike on it!  I can't wait!

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Love/Hate Relationship

No matter how long you have been injecting yourself, how many needles have pierced your skin, it always sucks to have to do a shot.  There it sits on my table, taunting me, warming up to room temperature to hopefully not sting too much.  I don't even want to really know what's in it, cause I'm pretty sure that would freak me out.  It's not even the needle sharpness that hurts, it's the med itself.  Grrr.

Go away, you stupid needle!  No, wait, come back.  As much as I want to never see you again, you are helping me (in your own sick, twisted way).  At this point I wouldn't be walking without you.  I guess you are doomed to be a part of my life for the time-being.  Sigh.