Whine alert! I am feeling sorry for myself. Hopefully I’ll pull myself out of my funk by the end of this post… because the blog is like therapy for me, you know.
I have been working on stuff like crazy: housework, decluttering work, paperwork, work work… and then I wake up this morning with a weird leg. There are never words to describe it, not even to the doctors. It’s not pain; it’s bothersome and distracting and annoying. Pins and needles. Tingly. Numb-ish. Just generally not right. Some questions, some tests, some discussions with Kaiser neurology… and I get to do three days of mega-prednisone, starting tonight. Hooray, I’m for the other team.
Don’t get me wrong; I love the superpowers of prednisone. I really do. It is good that there is something that stops a flare-up from really bursting into flame. But it wipes me out. That I don’t like.
I was doing well! I was being productive! I was saving the world, one Goodwill box at a time! Then this darn MS has to rear its ugly head and rob me of my superpowers. Hmph.
It is annoying to be home sick, surrounded by stuff you want to be doing, but needing to lie down because you have taken 200 times the normal amount of a steroid. It is frustrating. I am deeply disappointed. (Some of you know that this is my rephrase whenever Quinland says, “That sucks.” Oh, you are deeply disappointed?)
So… argh. Dagnabit. Rats’n-frats’n MS. Blaaaaaaaaah.
OK, still in a funk. I think I will go double down and watch the Blazer game. Then I will dutifully swallow the horse pills and know that I am taking good care of myself by slowing down for a few days. Even superheroes need a break sometimes.
- I’m grateful! to Lynette and Joe for making it possible for me to get to Kaiser today.
- I’m lighter! … I’d better go find something to get rid of. There: I got rid of a book.