Other than my nervous system no longer being under a state of siege, one of the things I most look forward to in my post-CCVSI existence will be discontinuing my daily shot of Copaxone. It’s actually a good drug, as immuno-therapies go – no real side effects other than some bruising and, after 9 or 10 years, the general sensation that my body has become a pincushion.
There are also some sounds that go with the injection that have become intrinsic to my evening “soundscape”. I doubt I’ll miss these either, but before they are out of my life altogether I thought I should document them. I held my best mic about two inches away from the gear, and this is what it picked up:
In order, we hear:
- the rip of the paper on the back of the syringe packet,
- the “tap tap tap” of removing the needle’s safety cap,
- the tear of the little foil envelope around the pre-moistened cotton swab
- the back-and-forth rubbing of the swab on the target area of my leg
- Finally, the spring-loaded snap as I press the trigger on the auto-injector