Oh well. Maybe I’m like the squirrels outside the window, furiously scrambling and panicking about Winter, breathless about whether or not they’re going to get everything done before the weather turns from chilly to freezing.
Today is my 6th day of a 9-day course of Prednisone which doesn't really help matters. That drug fucks with my sleep patterns, destabilizes my energy pattern, pudgifies and makes me emotional. For nine days I’m going to try to keep it together while the drug (hopefully) nips this new rheumatoid arthritis flare in the bud. This is sort of our (my and my doctor's) last ditch attempt to see if we can find a workaround for dealing with my current medication which appears to be losing efficacy.
Gah! Everything is annoying me these days. Prednisone or the usual state of affairs?
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