28th jab & counting

A pinch & a punch, the 1st day of the month.

Anyway, last night i had my 28th Interferon injection. Do you know that i have been keeping all the used syringes. All except the very first one, where i did it at the RFH (Royal Free Hospital). Oh well, we can't have everything!
Just a few things first. You may be thinking about the title of my Blog. 'The Mighty 'C'. I named it that way because although my blog is about all of me and not just Hep C, it is the Hep C which kind of made me do it in the first place. And i have always thought since being told i had Hep C that that was the disease that would eventually kill me first! Not HIV, not bleeding to death, but Hepatitis 'C'. Hence The Mighty C.
There, now that's out of the way i will continue. I have been out for a bike ride tonight around Leith Hill again and on my way round i was thinking about how i felt and i came to the conclusion that Fridays are certainly the worst day of the week for me as it is the day after my jab. I just feel a bit more tired than normal and maybe a little cold in the head if you know what i mean. I was out for an hour and 20 mins cycling off road and although i could of done the same again, i just couldn't be bothered. I normally go with a friend on Friday evenings and an hour or so is plenty as he works all week and has a baby too. But come Sunday (the next time i usually go out) i am feeling great and stay out for 2-4 hours.
I was beginning to think that i don't notice much of anything on this treatment and i am wrong. Although the things that i do happen to notice are usually swept aside as just little things that come with the whole deal.
I don't think i have mentioned yet that on my 12th week i was told i had already cleared the virus. Obviously i was really hoping for that kind of result and only when i went up there for the result did begin to think what i would do if it was bad and had to stop treatment. I still don't know what i would do or how i would feel. I hope it never comes to that! But i would probably just carry on as normal and soon forget about it, because that is the kind of bloke i am.
That's about it for today, except that i have had a bit of a numb little finger on my left hand for about 5 days and am beginning to wonder what it is. It feels like when i drove to Fort William in one go in 7 and a half hours and where my hand was gripping the steering wheel my thumb went numb, but soon went back to normal the next day. It is obviously the treatment i am on and if it don't hurt me i can live with it.

Jason