The last two treatment cycles have been weird.
Two cycles ago was great. I had a lot of energy and didn’t feel sick for most of the time. Work went very well. I also had the energy to do some hiking and crafts.
The last cycle was another partially ineffective one. On top of that, I had a virus at the beginning that dragged for two weeks, and then went to a cottage, where allergy issues caused my psoriasis to go crazy. (My ear canals were the worst they’ve ever been, oozing blood and plasma, and I even developed a patch of psoriasis in my belly button!)
Now I’ve got a little less than a week to go and I can’t wait for my medicine. I’m eating only soft things, but I can feel meals scraping along my intestines with enough intensity to wake me up at night. I have been lucky that work has not been intense this past week because I’ve spent a lot of it asleep or spaced out.