Thing is, I am in no way brave or strong, if you could see the tears in my eyes each time they come at me armed with half a dozen needles you would see how scared I am LOL. The worst thing I have experienced so far is the plasmapheresis process when they pushed a catheter down inside my jugular to my heart to completely filter my blood and when I started this new drug the doctor suggested doing it one more time to give it a fresh start, I flatly refused, I don’t ever want to go through that again, I lost so much blood before they started that I almost died. I know that if this treatment does not work I will have no choice but to do it, not just again, but every month as my Mother did, she had to have it because back then there was no other known treatment for the disease.