Ocrevus, that’s what it’s called. It’s the latest drug to be approved in the US by the FDA to supposedly help with MS. Canada is not so sure about it yet so it’s not a go here at the moment.
The thing about this drug is that it is the first ever medication that addresses issues related to progressive MS; the kind that I have. Apparently it can significantly slow down the progress of the disease. That’s a very big deal if it’s true. I’m regularly afraid of this MS thing regularly getting worse, so if something exists that can slow this down then sign me up.
Because it does come with a list of potential side effects. What else is new? The worst one, though there are no reported cases of this out of close to 2000 test patients, is a brain infection. If you get it, there’s no cure.
That’s kind of a big gamble I’d say. Take the drug and slow down the disease but risk death. Or don’t take it and keep getting sicker faster. I’m pretty sure that I’m not afraid of death, being sick I’ve had lots of time to think about it, but I don’t want to die. Not yet anyways. I’ve got a pretty decent quality of life and I think I’ve still got a thing or two left to offer the world yet, thank-you very much.
So what will I do once it gets approved here in Canada? I’m pretty sure I’ll roll the dice, as this MS thing sucks rocks, but I sure wish it were easier than this.
Yet another massive choice to make.
The whole scenario makes me think of the Huey Lewis song I Wanna New Drug;
I want a new drug, one that won’t make me sick
One that won’t make me crash my car
Or make me feel feet, feet, feet thick
I want a new drug, one that won’t hurt my head
One that won’t make my mouth too dry
Or make my eyes too red
That’s not too much to ask is it? Something that I can take that will fix me without all the possible side effects.
I can only hope…
I guess that’s what it all comes down to.
On this, the 2nd Sunday of Easter, the real question remains; “Where does my hope really lie?” is it in a drug? Or is it in the resurrection power of Easter, where death is conquered and everything is finally made right once and for all.
My hope is that even though new medications may give me some short-term respite, that I have faith that I don’t ultimately need a a new drug, as my ultimate cure is not new at all.
He’s been here the whole time.