From New Hope Emerged an Old Nightmare

From New Hope Emerged an Old Nightmare
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I was bruised, broken, and in pain.

I had been struggling with Rebif (interferon beta-1a) side effects for over a year, ever since my diagnosis. It was the first multiple sclerosis medication doctors put me on, and it did not work for me. Painfully thin, I was told to avoid injecting specific sites, leaving me with only four “nonpainful” places. These places quickly got bruised, swollen, and sore, yet I had to inject them repeatedly. (Read more about my experiences with Rebif here.)

Most people probably would have stopped a medication that causes so much pain and distress, but I have an annoying discipline trait that makes me carry on with things even when they get tough. In my stubbornness, I carried on, pushed through. I’d lie awake at night and eventually wake up in the morning feeling terrified. I couldn’t eat because my anxiety got out of control. I lost interest in everything I used to enjoy. It was a vicious cycle and I became deeply depressed.

Every day, I woke up praying I’d get the call from my nurse to tell me I was ready to transition to Tecfidera (dimethyl fumarate), an oral formulation medication. My hospital was trialing the medication back then and putting people on it in batches. Month after month, I waited while begging my nurse to put me on something else. 

Her response was to wait, to be patient, to keep going. 

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It was Dec. 8, 2014, and I’d been hanging on for months, waiting to switch medications.

One Monday, I counted down the minutes until I could leave work and start my two-hour commute home. As I anticipated the pain of my injection that evening, my phone rang. 

To my delight, it was the hospital, saying Tecfidera was ready for me to pick up before 5 p.m. I put down the phone and burst into tears. My boss, witnessing my call (and my tears), released me early so I could collect the medicine. 

I remember taking my first tablet that evening. It was so easy, so painless. It was almost comforting. 

Day after day I took the medicine as advised by my nurse: one tablet, morning and night. To my relief, there seemed to be no side effects. I was on cloud nine. 

Weeks went by and Christmas approached. That’s when it happened. 

Every few hours, after every tiny bite or sip of water, I felt uncontrollably sick. Nothing would stay in my system.

By this time it was around Dec. 23. As you can imagine, there was nobody in the MS nurse office. I didn’t know what to do. No one prepared me for side effects and I didn’t know who else to call. If I called the nonemergency hospital helpline, would they even understand the problem? 

I was forced to ride out the suffering. That was easier said than done when amazing food and drink surrounded me. It was Christmas, after all! 

The other difficulty was the number of people I had to visit at Christmas. With each person’s house being so warm, the visits were suffocating. I became sensitive to heat, light, smells, and the sight of food. Mere talk of food was enough to trigger more sickness. I was exhausted and this exacerbated my symptoms. 

It was the most difficult time I’d ever endured. What I thought was my savior became my nightmare.

It took probably six months for this problem to stop. I’m now five years on and the worst I get now is a dry mouth and throat around the same time each day. 

If you’re taking a new medication, keep open communication with your team and weigh the pros and cons of staying on a treatment. Side effects can get better. 

Comment on your experience below. 

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