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Ragin’ with the ‘roids

Published July 7th, 2008 in sickness, whining | No Comments »

And I am not talking about hemorrhoids either.

Still on the Prednisone train. Doing the 3-a-day now, down from the 4-a-day. Still have 9 days to go. Oh joy.

If I could get rid of this feeling that taking a cheese grater to my leg is what I really want to do, I think that everything would be fine. And that overwhelming feeling that I really do not need people to talk to me right now. Not a good thing to have when you are a manager of people.

Can’t they just do their jobs and NOT TALK TO ME!!!!!!!!

So, what is up with you?

‘Roid Rage

Published July 5th, 2008 in Insanity, Life, home, sickness | 1 Comment »

So what ya been up to?

Me, I have been taking steroids. Yeah. ‘Roids. I am ‘roiding.

Prednisone, to be exact. Why, you might ask, am I doing this? Well, the story begins just about 10 days ago.

MLW and I decided that there were some ivy plants along the one side of our house that needed to be gotten rid of. And me, being the way that I am, got in the middle of the stuff and started ripping and tearing. Soon I was knee deep in vegetation. And it seems that some of that vegetation was poison ivy.

Not good.

I react badly to poison ivy. Really badly.

I struggled with it for a few days, doing the cortisone spray and sterile gauze pad thing, but that came to a quick end on Friday when my leg swelled up. To twice its normal size. Which is pretty big.

Anyway, MLW took me to the ER and they gave me some prednisone, but not before I had to hear that Dr. and MLW give me what for for not paying attention. Gee, thanks.

Prednisone is pretty interesting if you have never taken it before. I have, and I never look forward to it. After taking it, my head starts racing, and I have no patience for anything or anyone. Add to that the benadryl that I am taking to make sure that I don’t itch, and you have a really nice chemical cocktail. With the steroid the voices in my head are screaming “SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTTHEHELLUP!!”, and the benadryl is telling me “Dude, take a nap.”

Such fun when you work in a retail establishment.

So that is where I have been.

What have you been up to?

Namaste.

Poison. As in Ivy

Published July 1st, 2008 in Bitterness, sickness, whining | 3 Comments »

Brett Michaels, whose last name Sychak comes from Mechanicsburg, Pa. MLW’s first husband used to hang out with him when they were young. MLW’s first MIL used to chase Brett out of her house on a regular basis.

Small world, eh?

But the poison I want to talk about comes from a plant. Poison Ivy. I hate this crap. We seem to have an abundance of it in our yard, as every year I come down with a hefty dose.

This year I have it on my right arm, the back of my right leg, and on my upper lip. A lot better than the year that I managed to get it on my crotchular area. That wasn’t fun explaining to my woman Dr. how I managed to do that. When the best answer that I could come up with was I didn’t wash my hands BEFORE I went to the bathroom. Highly uncomfortable.

Anyway……it itches, I try not to itch it, and then find myself itching it without thinking about it. I should have stock in the companies that make hydrocortisone.

What’s on your mind today?

Namaste.