I’ve been on several medications for a long time, and as much as I resent it, I’ve also gotten used to it. It’s become “one of those things” and at this point, I don’t notice it much as a huge big deal. (Of course, when I miss doses, then I feel it for sure!) My meds come with occasional side effects, and again,I got used to them, and I moved on. Whatever. And then, on occasion, an antibiotic gets tossed into the mix just to make life interesting. Have some extra yogurt, and it’s all good, right? Right.
This is the first time I have ever truly been nervous about a drug that I have been prescribed. This one is used to treat Anthrax fer chrissakes. Of the prescription lengths, I am on the longest possible duration that can be given. Apparently, this infection has really gone too far, and the ENT feels that it’s required. I trust him; I know he wouldn’t reach for a heavy hitter like this if it wasn’t truly warranted. But it doesn’t mean that I’m not tweaking a little.
One of the major potential pitfalls here? Tendonitis and tendon rupture. Um. Last I checked, my joints were already pretty well screwed between osteo-arthritis and the stupid knee thing. Do I seriously need to risk tendon rupture as well? (Oh, and the primary one for this? Achilles. Nice.) I feel like kind of a pansy here, but all I can think is, “Holy hell, this is not something I want to risk!”
Other little warnings that I have to watch for are hallucinations (woo! Cool!), kidney damage (make sure to stay hydrated!), racing heart (uh, already on arrhythmia/tachycardia drugs!) and wicked GI issues. (Nice. Just what I do not need.) The list is really long on this mess. Oh, and did I mention that the side effects can hit for two months after I’m done?
Maybe I’ll get lucky and none of the side effects will hit me. I’m super sensitive to other drugs, but maybe I won’t be with this one. Maybe I’ll skate through this next three weeks and not even notice that I’m on another pill.
And maybe Pi will suddenly become rational, too.