goodandevil

      Tonight I’m out of commission. I was prescribed a steroid to reduce inflammation in my lungs, and as is its nature it acted equally as an immunosuppressant and I felt much worse than I had just hours before. I decided to stop taking the medicine but am in the middle of dealing with the backlash since it doesn’t like to be cut cold turkey.

    For all the marvel they can bring, pharmaceutical substances still have too much power, especially over the mind. My thoughts turned from clarity to indecisiveness to clouds and dust in the span of a few hours. I literally couldn’t complete a thought. Now that it’s on its way out, I have fleeting feelings of detachment, depression, and mania.

    Fortunately I’ve been through these experiences before and can catch myself. Remaining self-aware in such a time is an effective way to keep less than healthy thoughts from snowballing into more of a problem than you originally bargained for.

    The good news is, while it’s slow, the alternately crashing waves of yuck feeling are receding. I foresee an awkward sleep, a welcome rest, and an even more welcome taste tomorrow of what it’s like to be normal again.

    As for anyone who’s keeping track of the side effects of Prednisone on Wikipedia, yes it takes away your ability to become aroused, and yes does increase your appetite –before attempting to starve you. This is of particular interest to me as I’ve always linked the two urges despite my life experience being restricted to nourishment of the culinary nature.

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