My steroids seem to be acting like a stimulant. I'd so much rather not be sitting right now, which is a little unusual for me.

The time I took a five day course of steroids each day was a different reaction. The first day I blew up like a balloon. Then I was horny. Then I was starving. One day I was evil... I can't remember the fifth and none of them really went away completely until the week was over.

Of course, you're on a long, low, dose, right? Mine was short and high. But I suspect my sage wisdom of "shit can do ANYTHING to you" is still sound.

Of course, you're on a long, low, dose, right?

Yes.

Hmm. I wonder what day I'll be evil....

How long does the Ambien take to wear off for you, Steph? That feeling of knowing you have to force sleep now, but that it'll fuck with waking up--oy.

Well, if I don't get 8 hours on Ambien, I tend to feel kind of fuzzy-headed the next day, in a general sleep-dep kind of way.

Are you still doing Ray?

No -- it seems like, when the initial seasonal depression creeps in sometime in October, if I use Ray for about a month, it seems to....fill up my tank, or something, because then I tend to be fine for the rest of the winter (touch wood).

The cold symptoms have not left, but they also haven't gotten worse

Small victories? Ceasefire?

Oh, I call that a small victory, definitely. I'm hoping next is a unilateral pullout.

Gronk. Heya. I find it ironic that on one of the High Holy Days for eating - I forgot to eat. Much. Maybe next year. I got the drinking all the way down, though. One of my friends got me a bottle of Pommery. Bless.

Yay for CV & Ross!

My steroids seem to be acting like a stimulant. I'd so much rather not be sitting right now, which is a little unusual for me.

Ah, prednisone, I remember you well. So hungry. So psychotic. So glad when the course was over.

Hmm. I wonder what day I'll be evil....

Warning: not a leather pants sexy evil. More blown-up-so-your-face-looks-like-a-forties-cartoon-of-an-evil-asian-sterotype-gangster evil

Gronk. Heya. I find it ironic that on one of the High Holy Days for eating - I forgot to eat. Much. Maybe next year. I got the drinking all the way down, though. One of my friends got me a bottle of Pommery. Bless.

I ate a lot on Christmas, just not on the Eve or the Day After. Or today, for that matter. All I've had today is a few sips of ginger ale.

I need to eat breakfast. Unfortunately, I didn't get enough sleep, didn't have enough food yesterday (and what I had was not good), and wound up waking up nauseated. (Usual disclaimer: nope, not caused by sperm poisoning, though food poisoning is possible.)

I hope I'm not coming down with the nausea cold thing. I just got THROUGH with a cold. Stupid daycare bugs.

Also, I hope that that the ginger ale helps.

Ah, prednisone, I remember you well. So hungry. So psychotic. So glad when the course was over.

Still, the prospect of having usable vision in my left eye again makes it so worth it. Today I noticed that when using my left eye alone, I can just barely read the time on the clock on the wall of my office. That's the first time in about 6 weeks that I've been able to do that.

Still, the prospect of having usable vision in my left eye again makes it so worth it.

Oh, totally. (In my case, usable arms and hands! Woot!) But for a wonder-drug, it sure has some nasty wonder-side-effects, doesn't it?

That's the first time in about 6 weeks that I've been able to do that.

That's fantastic!

Great news, tommyrot. I hope the pred side-effects remain negligable and that your eyesight continues to improve.