Here we go...

This week we FINALLY took the leap and started Sean on his MS medication. We've both been pretty nervous to take this step. #1- who wants to stick them self with a needle everyday for the rest of their life, and #2- I feared it would make the diagnosis too real for comfort. After six months of skirting around the 'issue' we were finally forced to make a move when the pharmacy called Sean on Monday to let us know, "the medication is ready to be delivered, when do you want it?" "'Never' will be just fine" is what I would have said should they have asked me, but the boy said "How about tomorrow?" And that was that. The nurse came to our house the next day, helped us practice on a tomato a few times and then boda-bing-boda-boom- it turns out it's not that bad after all. Why do I always worry so much? The needle is pretty dinky AND it only goes into the skin about 1/4th of a inch. Sean does have to endure 10 min of fierce stinging around the injection site, but I think we've both decided that's a small price to pay if taking this medicine means we can slow the progression of the disease. Part of me thinks "man, I just spent six months worrying for nothing", but then the other Jessie says, "No, it just took this long to mentally prepare. You needed it." Either way, here we are and I think things are going to be just fine.

PS- And thanks to the beauty that is Cigna, we will only be paying $30 a month for a medication that costs several $1000 a month. I'm up to my ears in gratitude, that's for dang sure.