In the past, iron infusions had me feeling betteay Two. Not this time. I'm on Day Three. I wake up tired, I'm so emotional (an episode of Two and a Half Men had me sobbing for an hour!), and can turn from a bawl baby to a raging bitch in 3.2 seconds, and it's all I can do to put one foot in front of the other. DH has been a freakin' saint lately. I actually apologized to him this evening and he said 'it's OK. I know you're not feeling your best.'