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I’ve been on Prednisone before, twice, and both times made me feel groovy, great. I was high on life, my muscles didn’t ache and I was a joy to live with…Not this time. There seems to be an evil lurker inside of my body making me say things without my usual filter and ultra-edit. I don’t think I am making up the things that I am saying, I just think that Prednisone is making me babble. Like some people on alcohol, their defenses are down, their mouths are open and wide and sputtering. Prednisone to me, is like alcohol and it’s not being easily tolerated by me or frankly, by my husband.
The worst thing about it? I really don’t care. I feel like a fight and am already on the way to one without stopping at GO. I’m a loose cannon, feel a little speedy and don’t feel the love tonight. Not from the Prednisone and not from my husband who was/is the unwilling recipient of my sudden quick-fire burst of anger. I don’t think he is in the least bit amused.
I am a lioness growling, a bear attacking, a leopard changing and colorizing it’s spots. I have never felt this way before but I believe I know what the side effects to Prednisone are….well, at least one of them. I’ll probably gain ten pounds just from eating salad and dry chicken and then I will really be hooting and hollering. Back off, man up, stay away, give me a wide berth. NO, I did not say GIRTH.
I am trying to breathe a little normalcy into my body but the nice person inside me, way deep down inside me, is not having anything to do with it. It’s laughing at me, taunting me, making me grimace and snarl. This is only my first day of Prednisone, I have 8 more days to go. This could get ugly, oh wait; it already is.
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I’ve Googled Prednisone and, I have to admit, the list of side effects are a bit frightening but, then again, ordinary aspirin can do numbers on you especially if you’re allergic to it!
I went through a course of Chemotherapy three years ago (a six hour treatment every twenty-one days over eighteen weeks).
My Oncologist prescribed Prednisone with five to be taken once daily for five days following each session and warned me of only one side effect and that was constipation.
And, how right he was! I wound up on stool softeners for weeks at a time.
But, it was certainly worth the trouble considering that it was helpful in my recovery!
A. L.
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I suspect hubby will forgive and forget! You are just channelling some bitchy person from a former life; given all that’s been going on, I think you are allowed some angry/annoyed time.
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umm, tell him that NOT me
Love, Laurie
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