Some days ago, after having gotten sick after my two most recent injections of Avonex, I was told by an MS Center representative that I had probably gotten a bad box of Avonex. I wrote about this in an earlier blog entry for this community.
I must say that I was skeptical. The notion of getting a bad box of such a potent chemical preparation just did not sound real to me.
However, this possibility has now been given credence and confirmation by my neurologist, a partner here in Portland at the Providence Health Systems Multiple Sclerosis Center.
I may indeed, the doc agreed, have gotten a bad box.
This does not seem like a big deal to the people I have talked to in the professional community. It happens seems to be the acceptable credo.
But this idea of a bad box of Avonex being something akin to a stale box of Crackerjacks continues to alarm me, no matter what authority stands behind the notion. Am I being squeemish? Am I being unrealistic?
Well, maybe I am. Maybe this is to be expected now and then. No one is perfect, yeah?
Nonetheless, I cannot help but wonder when I might get my next batch of tainted or otherwise deadly interferon. I cannot quite face the fact that I may again become as sick as I was on the last two injectons. Or sicker. Who knows?