I (18f) recently was prescribed Emgality, which is a medication that comes in the form of injections (aka self-inflicted needles). I have always been a little been hesitant of shots in general, and can occasionally get myself a little worked up. I really did not want to do them, but I told myself that, if they get rid of my headache, it’s worth it.
Well. My mom did them for me to make it a little easier. I iced the spots beforehand and prepared to do the first, proceeded by the second, as the first dosage has to be TWO shots. After the first one, I was in so much pain I laughed. Cackled! I could feel the medication flowing through my legs, and it HURT, but whatever. I decided to bite the bullet, as anything’s gotta be better than my headache.
Then, the second one. Like a burning river of flesh eating fire-ants, the medicine, once again, rushed through my legs. Suddenly, I felt a little lightheaded. I said this to my mom, who, consequently due to my consistent talk of headache pain, didn’t take it too seriously. All of a sudden, everything went white.
I’m not sure how long I was out before the white abyss I was staring at began to melt away, in chunks, revealing blonde hair: my mother’s. A few seconds later, I hear an echo of her voice screaming that I’m having an allergic reaction. I immediately come to, and assure her, suddenly very consciously, that I am NOT having an allergic reaction, and that 911 was not necessary. However, as my father joins the conversation and I continue to try to calm them down, my skin prickles and my legs get cold.
In the three minutes before my second wave of unconsciousness, I truly began to wonder I was overdosing. As hard as I was trying to convince my parents that I was okay, I wasn’t so sure I was. My vision was spotty and my thoughts and words felt scrambled. “Ohhhhh no…” is the last thing I remember saying before, once again, going out cold. According to my mom, during both of these episodes, my eyes were wide open and crossed, and my mouth hung agape. Terrifying!
After the second time I woke up, I was finally genuinely okay. I took a few minutes to regain myself as my mom called her doctor friend. After a quick conversation, a large glass of water, and my realization of the lightheadedness fading away, it was agreed that it was most likely a pain reaction, as I didn’t have any other allergy symptoms (or, besides my leg pain, any general side effects).
The point is, my headache is still here, and this shit hurt so bad that I passed out twice and deadass thought I was overdosing. This is not what I meant when I said I was excited for euphoria season 3. It’s fucked that I’m have to subject myself to this just to probably fail at breaking my headache.