I am making progress. I hit two major milestones thanks to Ampligen this week. The first is that I managed to go out to more than one store in a single trip. I made it through three stores in one day! I was out for two hours. I did come home and feel less than stellar, but I did it. With a nap and some Tylenol I was able to have a normal evening without too much increased pain. I was even able to play fetch with the dogs after dinner.

 The other milestone was I was able to make it to church. I didn’t stay for the entire service, but it was the first time I have been in a very long time.  I came home tired, but after a nap and some lunch I have been able to get to work on this blog entry. Pulitzer worthy it is not, but hopefully it is at least coherent!

The bone pain has reduced in severity and duration. I usually have bone pain for about 24 hours after every infusion. 

Nausea is still my constant companion. Occasionally his buddy, the Technicolor yawn, will spend a few hours with me.  

My hair follicles still burn as if each individual hair is on fire, but only for about 24 hours after each infusion (as opposed to constantly when I began the Ampligen). The chemical burning feeling seems to be directly related to Ampligen infusions and hair loss. The more a section of my head burns, the more hair will fall out from that section of scalp.

The main side effect I have had to learn to cope with this week is dreams. What happens when your brain has been wrapped in a velvet cloak of fog for more than two decades? What dreams begin to awaken when the cloak begins to be lifted? And more importantly what the heck can I do about it? 

I know that I have mentioned vivid dreams before in connection with Ampligen, but I never knew dreams could perfectly mimic life right down to the smells and tastes. Dreams are supposed to be images, sounds, sensations, emotions and thoughts experienced while sleeping, but this is almost like living another life. And that life is horrible and frightening beyond imagination.  

Let me make perfectly clear that I do not enjoy violent or scary movies, tv shows or books. If the ending of a book or movie can’t be summed up by the tagline “and they all lived happily ever after,” I usually refuse to have anything to do with it. I haven’t had a tragic or scary real life either. Yet, I have awakened the whole household almost every night this week. I have awakened them with sobs of wrenching despair and piercing screams emanating from sheer terror. Why did I dream things that broke my heart beyond repair? How in the world did I end up running for my life, screaming in terror and soaked in cold sweat? I am not safe whenever I shut my eyes. Dreams stalk my nights and my naps.    

As an added bonus it is nearly impossible to awaken me from one of these new kinds of dreams. When I do awaken, either by being shaken awake by a family member or screaming myself awake I cannot shake off the dreams. I fall asleep and go right back into dreaming where I left off. It is awful to be unable to escape.   

So far I have not found anything to relieve or change the dreams. I can only hope and pray the intensity of these dreams will stop soon. If not for my sake, then for the sake of the other poor, sleepless souls that have to live with me.  

Any suggestions for those of us trapped in Nightmare Land?

Sophie

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