So lets see, I took Prednisone, Tuesday night and Wednesday night. Results, Wednesday and Thursday, I felt like I had no limitations. We got home, everyone was surprised that I beat them out of the car. Teasing me calling me flash. The reality, I was moving at a regular pace of a normal person. I was able to return to my regular routine, go home, change, cook din din, clean, laundry, sit and watch tv. I even stayed up till 10p. Of course my children whispered, loud enough for me to hear,"she's still awake". HA HA
No Prednisone on Thursday night, and I woke up with my shoulder joints hurting and stiff. I was glad my whole arms weren't stiff like before, but nevertheless, it was still hard to shower and get dressed. This brought me down a notch from my happy zone. Darn you "most likely Lupus", why do you have to remind me you are here! Before I left the house I grabbed the pill bottle and had to decide, suffer all day and save the pills for an important day or start to cut them up. I work in administration but sometimes they need my assistants to help with our participants, which may require lifting. Today was that day, they asked me for help. Stupid me tried to use my bad shoulder side, nope, it wasn't happening. Tears came to my eyes. Darn you emotions, now I am going to have to explain myself to the person I was helping, or even worse, now I feel I have to say something to the Director. I contemplated all morning, about telling the Director, I even stood up a from my desk, thought about how to say it and took a deep breath...nope not happening. I have flew under the radar for over a month, maybe I can fly a little more.
Anyways, back to the Prednisone, I decided to take a half of one, since it was already broken in the bottle. Results, feeling a little better but still tender. I guess I should jot down the they are 20mg each. I'm scared for the day I have no more.
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