For what may be the first time I can think of, I averted an Addisonian crisis!
This happened a couple days ago and between being wiped out from that and having family in town for the holidays, I haven't had time to post. But I wanted to be sure to record what happened, in case it can help me or you in the future.
If you read this blog regularly, you know I have been trying to slowly wean back the mega dose of Prednisone I was on. I started on 25mg in early November and was down to 7.5mg the week of Christmas. The day after Christmas, I only took 5mg. By the next morning, I was a shaking, sweaty wreck.
I woke up around 7am and fed the kittens, like I do every day, but I forgot to take my Prednisone. I know, so not ok. I was just so tired and I kept falling back asleep. I finally remembered I needed to take my meds at 10am so I had gone a good 20 hours without any steroid.
My body got PISSED off.
I started to feel the familiar signs. Severe nausea and feeling like I need to vomit. Shaking and heart racing. Followed by heart slowing.
I checked my blood pressure and heart rate twice during this episode. My heart rate went from 48 bpm to 110 bpm in the space of about 60 seconds. I have no idea what that means, I would think it was wrong but the bp reading came out the same, so I don't know.
I knew I needed to stay hydrated, get some food in me, and probably take more steroids than the 5mg I had managed to down around 10am. I called my oh so awesome dr, who totally calmed me down. I was in tears at that point, I was so sure I was going into crisis and I didn't want to spend the last few days of my family in town in the hospital.
My doctor advised me to take another 5mg since I hadn't thrown up yet, and then take another 5mg in an hour. My sister made me some scrambled eggs and I downed about a liter of Kangen water.
And for the first time since I don't know when, instead of falling down the scary cycle of nausea, throwing up, then hospital, I actually started to feel better! I stayed in bed and watched movies with my sister most of the day, but by yesterday I was actually feeling pretty good. I kept taking 15mg/day which was my dr's recommendation. I think I will stay on 15mg through the holidays and then start cutting back by 2.5mg a week again.
The goal is to stabilize around 7.5mg or 5mg of Prednisone so I can switch to the equivalent dose of Hydro Cortisone. It has been a long, slow process but I'm determined not to give up.
I can't stand the side effects of Prednisone or Dexamethasone and HC feels like my only hope!
PS: If you pray or believe in positive thoughts, please send some love to my friend Heather, Baby Gavin's mom, whom I have posted about before. She has a very important blood test tomorrow that could affect the course of her life. Please keep her in your thoughts. Baby Gavin passed away 11 months ago today. We were able to perform a Random Act of Kindness in his memory on his 11-month birthday, December 26th. I will post pics from that day soon. It was incredible.
Tuesday, December 29, 2015
Saturday, December 26, 2015
I Survived, How About You?
Well, we made it.
Christmas 2015 is officially over and hopefully it didn't throw you into an Addisonian crisis.
My health has stayed pretty steady, considering the late nights and so much social interaction. I'm an introvert who masquerades as a an extrovert, and it can get exhausting!
This was one of the better Christmases for me. I was surrounded by family and friends and that was the best gift for sure. I was also reminded of how difficult the holiday is for so many people and I think that helped me be extra appreciative for the joyfulness of this year. I love giving gifts and, not to brag, but I'm pretty great at it. I stayed up until 2am on Christmas Eve wrapping gifts and was up again at 6:30am to finish everything. Amazingly enough, I felt pretty good and made it through the day without a nap. A true Christmas miracle!
I'm sticking to 7.5mg of prednisone until I run out of the stock of pills I bought (although I took 10mg yesterday to make up for the lack of sleep). Then I will switch to HC. My energy is ok and while I do feel fatigued, it is manageable. I've gotten better about saying that I need to call it a night too. I used to always feel like I had to be the last one to leave a party. Not anymore.
My sweet sister brought me a bunch of new vitamins so I will be adding those to my regimen and posting about the effects in the coming weeks. Hopefully, more energy and better overall health! I'm also drinking lots of kangen water and will post about that soon.
I'm starting to see a reduction in the swelling and other steroid side effects. My ankles look less like sausages and the fat around my face seems to be shrinking. It may be wishful thinking but I'm hoping this is the start of many positive changes to come.
So stay tuned!
Love,
an Addison alien
Christmas 2015 is officially over and hopefully it didn't throw you into an Addisonian crisis.
My health has stayed pretty steady, considering the late nights and so much social interaction. I'm an introvert who masquerades as a an extrovert, and it can get exhausting!
This was one of the better Christmases for me. I was surrounded by family and friends and that was the best gift for sure. I was also reminded of how difficult the holiday is for so many people and I think that helped me be extra appreciative for the joyfulness of this year. I love giving gifts and, not to brag, but I'm pretty great at it. I stayed up until 2am on Christmas Eve wrapping gifts and was up again at 6:30am to finish everything. Amazingly enough, I felt pretty good and made it through the day without a nap. A true Christmas miracle!
I'm sticking to 7.5mg of prednisone until I run out of the stock of pills I bought (although I took 10mg yesterday to make up for the lack of sleep). Then I will switch to HC. My energy is ok and while I do feel fatigued, it is manageable. I've gotten better about saying that I need to call it a night too. I used to always feel like I had to be the last one to leave a party. Not anymore.
My sweet sister brought me a bunch of new vitamins so I will be adding those to my regimen and posting about the effects in the coming weeks. Hopefully, more energy and better overall health! I'm also drinking lots of kangen water and will post about that soon.
I'm starting to see a reduction in the swelling and other steroid side effects. My ankles look less like sausages and the fat around my face seems to be shrinking. It may be wishful thinking but I'm hoping this is the start of many positive changes to come.
So stay tuned!
Love,
an Addison alien
Sunday, December 20, 2015
Sweet Sleep
I got a good night's sleep (which for me means only waking up a few times) and feel like I have some spoons today. Last night, I only took half the amount of adipesque I normally do so I do think cutting back on that will help me feel more energetic during the day.
The kittens slept super well and did not have any accidents overnight! They're basically litter box trained at two weeks old. Clearly they are genius kittens sent to take over the world. Or at the very least, to take over my bed, where they are currently cuddled up and napping. The dogs went back to sleep too, so I guess that's my cue. Early morning nap for me :)
After all, I must stock up on spoons since my sister arrives today!!! I am so excited to squeeze her and spoil her this Christmas!!!
Love,
an Addison alien
The kittens slept super well and did not have any accidents overnight! They're basically litter box trained at two weeks old. Clearly they are genius kittens sent to take over the world. Or at the very least, to take over my bed, where they are currently cuddled up and napping. The dogs went back to sleep too, so I guess that's my cue. Early morning nap for me :)
After all, I must stock up on spoons since my sister arrives today!!! I am so excited to squeeze her and spoil her this Christmas!!!
Love,
an Addison alien
Saturday, December 19, 2015
I'm out of spoons
If you haven't read "The Spoon Theory" yet, look under Downloads on the right of your screen and read it now. It is a great resource to share with family and friends for them to understand your chronic, invisible illness.
I'm not sure if it is the steroid reduction or just a busy holiday season, but I am all out of spoons. I wasn't going to post today because I honestly don't have much to say or the energy to attempt to be clever. However, since the whole point of this blog is to track my journey as I reduce and change medications, as well as try various alternative treatments, I decided to should do a post about just how tired I am. Hopefully, some day soon I can look at this post and think how awesome it is that I have so much more energy!
As I've put in earlier posts, I'm trying to reduce the amount of steroids I am on from 25mg per day to 7.5mg. I've made the final reduction - so just 7.5mg per day - and I am exhausted. Again. I'm hoping it only takes a couple days for my body to balance out and my energy to come back...it is Christmas, after all! I have family in town and really look forward to spending time with them.
I am also on a fairly high dose of adepesque in the evenings. I think I needed such a high dose in the past because I was taking so much cortisol. I needed something to knock me out! Now I feel like I need to start cutting back on the adepesque and maybe that will help me feel less tired during the day. My doctor has warned me that it can make you feel "hungover" the next day if the dose is too high. Maybe that's all it is.
I have learned through this journey with chronic illness how important it is to be kind to my body and to myself. So I called in the housekeeper and she is currently taking care of cleaning my place. Friends have walked my dogs and helped with the kittens. I'll probably order in dinner.
Now, MOM, before you start blaming the kittens for me being tired, they really are not to blame. They are sleeping long stretches at night - 8 hours or more - I just can't seem to get enough sleep! I could sleep all day and still be tired.
And yes, I feel like some kind of Hollywood socialite having my apartment cleaned for me, my laundry done, my food prepared...but if that's what my body needs today, I've learned to go with it.
For the record, I have done at least a load of laundry every day this week, but today. I'm not completely incapable of helping myself.
So I guess that's the moral of my story today. Be kind to others. Be kind to yourself. Hire a maid.
Happy holidays! May you have many spoons!
Love,
an Addison alien
I'm not sure if it is the steroid reduction or just a busy holiday season, but I am all out of spoons. I wasn't going to post today because I honestly don't have much to say or the energy to attempt to be clever. However, since the whole point of this blog is to track my journey as I reduce and change medications, as well as try various alternative treatments, I decided to should do a post about just how tired I am. Hopefully, some day soon I can look at this post and think how awesome it is that I have so much more energy!
As I've put in earlier posts, I'm trying to reduce the amount of steroids I am on from 25mg per day to 7.5mg. I've made the final reduction - so just 7.5mg per day - and I am exhausted. Again. I'm hoping it only takes a couple days for my body to balance out and my energy to come back...it is Christmas, after all! I have family in town and really look forward to spending time with them.
I am also on a fairly high dose of adepesque in the evenings. I think I needed such a high dose in the past because I was taking so much cortisol. I needed something to knock me out! Now I feel like I need to start cutting back on the adepesque and maybe that will help me feel less tired during the day. My doctor has warned me that it can make you feel "hungover" the next day if the dose is too high. Maybe that's all it is.
I have learned through this journey with chronic illness how important it is to be kind to my body and to myself. So I called in the housekeeper and she is currently taking care of cleaning my place. Friends have walked my dogs and helped with the kittens. I'll probably order in dinner.
Now, MOM, before you start blaming the kittens for me being tired, they really are not to blame. They are sleeping long stretches at night - 8 hours or more - I just can't seem to get enough sleep! I could sleep all day and still be tired.
And yes, I feel like some kind of Hollywood socialite having my apartment cleaned for me, my laundry done, my food prepared...but if that's what my body needs today, I've learned to go with it.
For the record, I have done at least a load of laundry every day this week, but today. I'm not completely incapable of helping myself.
So I guess that's the moral of my story today. Be kind to others. Be kind to yourself. Hire a maid.
Happy holidays! May you have many spoons!
Love,
an Addison alien
Thursday, December 17, 2015
Wednesday, December 16, 2015
Grief & Getting Through The Holidays
The holidays aren't a happy time for everyone. If you have Addison's Disease, you already know this. Stress in the form of places to be and gifts to get and family members arguing and meals to be made can all add up to a major need for additional medication. Pre-diagnosis, I would usually end up sick after a big holiday. Now I know why: my body literally could not handle the stress.
With the proper medications, I can handle the holidays so much better than in the past.
But what if there wasn't a pill that could help?
For too many families, there is nothing this side of heaven that will make them "feel better". I can't help but think of them this time of year.
A childhood friend of mine has had, what I consider, the year from hell. It started off wonderfully, with the birth of her first child in January, a beautiful boy named Gavin.
He unexpectedly died of a stroke at just 3 days old.
Several months later, she became pregnant again. She was scared, as anyone would be, so was enormously relieved to hear that baby's heartbeat.
She miscarried just a short while later.
As if that wasn't enough, cells left over from her miscarriage somehow turned into cancerous tumors and she is now undergoing chemotherapy and all its terrible side effects.
At this time last year, she was celebrating and happily anticipating the birth of her first child.
Now, she is mourning the loss of her babies, of her health, of the memories they should be making celebrating Gavin's first Christmas. Instead of stressing over what gifts to give, she is worrying about what type of chemo gives her the best chance at being able to get pregnant again someday.
I don't write this so you can feel sorry for her. The last thing she wants is pity.
I write this to put our health troubles in perspective. It's easy to get caught up in just how "unlucky" we are. I mean, we have a rare disease that takes years to diagnose (during which time you are told repeatedly that you are insane), little is known about, and many medical professionals don't know how to handle.
But there is medicine that allows us to live. With proper treatment, Addison's Disease is not progressive nor terminal.
Do you know how happy my friend would be to have her baby, regardless if he had a major medical concern like Addison's Disease? Do you know how happy she would be to have Addison's Disease, if it meant she could have her son back? I bet she would not complain once about having to take medications every day or side effects or weight gain or anything.
I fail every single day at carrying this perspective with me. I wish I had her view on life and her understanding of true priorities.
Instead, I catch myself crying because I had to go to three different pharmacies to fill my prescription.
I think we are lucky when we can learn from others and from her I learn so much. She has told me that she doesn't want to be that family that people hear about and think "Thank God we're not them". I understand where she is coming from, it goes back to not needing anyone's pity. I can't help but feel sorry that so many horrible things have happened to her. But mostly, I admire her.
I honestly marvel at the fact that she manages to get out of bed every day. In similar circumstances, I don't think I could. So yes, when I am feeling like crap, sometimes I do think to myself - Hey, if Heather can get out of bed, you can too.
Not because I pity her, but because she inspires me to not be such a wimp. She reminds me of what is really important in life, of how truly blessed I am, and why I should value every moment.
We were texting earlier today and I said how much the scarcity of a certain something pissed me off. She said it made her more grateful and appreciate of the ones there were. Yeah, that's her response while in the midst of the year from hell. She's incredible and doesn't even know it.
That's the thing about grief. It's a very lonely place. And it can feel even lonelier this time of year. One in four women experience either the death of an infant or a miscarriage...and I'm going to go ahead and guess you know more than four women.
If not, you should probably get off the internet now.
If you are grieving this holiday season (it doesn't have to be a person, you may be newly diagnosed and grieving the life you thought you would lead), I hope you will reach out for help wherever you can find it. Do what you need to do to get through the holidays and don't let anyone judge you. Join celebrations when you can but know you are the only one who can decide how much you can take.
If this is a joyful season in your life, I hope you'll remember those struggling and consider doing something kind for someone in need. Please remember those missing loved ones and show them kindness if you can.
I also hope you will smile wider and laugh louder, knowing your happiness, as all joy, should be celebrated.
Because you never know what the next holiday will bring.
You can read more about Heather, Gavin, and the rest of her family on her blog or on Baby Gavin's Random Act of Kindness Facebook page.
Love,
an Addison alien
With the proper medications, I can handle the holidays so much better than in the past.
But what if there wasn't a pill that could help?
For too many families, there is nothing this side of heaven that will make them "feel better". I can't help but think of them this time of year.
A childhood friend of mine has had, what I consider, the year from hell. It started off wonderfully, with the birth of her first child in January, a beautiful boy named Gavin.
He unexpectedly died of a stroke at just 3 days old.
Several months later, she became pregnant again. She was scared, as anyone would be, so was enormously relieved to hear that baby's heartbeat.
She miscarried just a short while later.
As if that wasn't enough, cells left over from her miscarriage somehow turned into cancerous tumors and she is now undergoing chemotherapy and all its terrible side effects.
At this time last year, she was celebrating and happily anticipating the birth of her first child.
Now, she is mourning the loss of her babies, of her health, of the memories they should be making celebrating Gavin's first Christmas. Instead of stressing over what gifts to give, she is worrying about what type of chemo gives her the best chance at being able to get pregnant again someday.
I don't write this so you can feel sorry for her. The last thing she wants is pity.
I write this to put our health troubles in perspective. It's easy to get caught up in just how "unlucky" we are. I mean, we have a rare disease that takes years to diagnose (during which time you are told repeatedly that you are insane), little is known about, and many medical professionals don't know how to handle.
But there is medicine that allows us to live. With proper treatment, Addison's Disease is not progressive nor terminal.
Do you know how happy my friend would be to have her baby, regardless if he had a major medical concern like Addison's Disease? Do you know how happy she would be to have Addison's Disease, if it meant she could have her son back? I bet she would not complain once about having to take medications every day or side effects or weight gain or anything.
I fail every single day at carrying this perspective with me. I wish I had her view on life and her understanding of true priorities.
Instead, I catch myself crying because I had to go to three different pharmacies to fill my prescription.
I think we are lucky when we can learn from others and from her I learn so much. She has told me that she doesn't want to be that family that people hear about and think "Thank God we're not them". I understand where she is coming from, it goes back to not needing anyone's pity. I can't help but feel sorry that so many horrible things have happened to her. But mostly, I admire her.
I honestly marvel at the fact that she manages to get out of bed every day. In similar circumstances, I don't think I could. So yes, when I am feeling like crap, sometimes I do think to myself - Hey, if Heather can get out of bed, you can too.
Not because I pity her, but because she inspires me to not be such a wimp. She reminds me of what is really important in life, of how truly blessed I am, and why I should value every moment.
We were texting earlier today and I said how much the scarcity of a certain something pissed me off. She said it made her more grateful and appreciate of the ones there were. Yeah, that's her response while in the midst of the year from hell. She's incredible and doesn't even know it.
That's the thing about grief. It's a very lonely place. And it can feel even lonelier this time of year. One in four women experience either the death of an infant or a miscarriage...and I'm going to go ahead and guess you know more than four women.
If not, you should probably get off the internet now.
If you are grieving this holiday season (it doesn't have to be a person, you may be newly diagnosed and grieving the life you thought you would lead), I hope you will reach out for help wherever you can find it. Do what you need to do to get through the holidays and don't let anyone judge you. Join celebrations when you can but know you are the only one who can decide how much you can take.
If this is a joyful season in your life, I hope you'll remember those struggling and consider doing something kind for someone in need. Please remember those missing loved ones and show them kindness if you can.
I also hope you will smile wider and laugh louder, knowing your happiness, as all joy, should be celebrated.
Because you never know what the next holiday will bring.
You can read more about Heather, Gavin, and the rest of her family on her blog or on Baby Gavin's Random Act of Kindness Facebook page.
Love,
an Addison alien
Tuesday, December 15, 2015
10 Reasons Why Steroids Don't Suck
This time of year, the internet is chock full of Top 10 Lists: the best of the year in music, TV, movies, viral videos, and more. While it would be much easier to write a Top 10 List of reasons why having Addison's Disease and Hashimoto's Disease sucks, I am challenging myself to think of 10 Reasons Steroids Why Don't Suck.
I read a book this year called "The Magic". It's all about different ways to integrate gratitude into your daily life. It's a great book and I can't recommend it highly enough. It is meant to be read a chapter a day, giving you a new way each day to practice gratitude.
One of the days, the writer asks the reader to think of a relationship they struggle with and then write down 10 reasons to be grateful for said relationship. The idea behind this being that if you focus on a person's positives, you might forget all the ways they are driving you bat-shit crazy. I tried it and it worked pretty well for me. I still have people in my life that drive me nuts, but hey, that's what family is for.
I crankily got out of bed today and considered writing a long post about how much steroids suck and how tired I am and how my upper chest and neck have broken out in hives for the millionth time this year. I'm down to 5mg of Prednisone in the morning and 2.5 in the afternoon today. It's my first day on such a low dose and I would have given good money to stay in bed all day. I am just exhausted. I know my body just needs time to adjust from the super dose of 25mg I was on. But it still sucks. I have a to-do list a mile long, family starts arriving tomorrow for Christmas, and I just want to crawl in bed and hide. Oh, and did I mention I am also bottle-feeding two orphaned kittens?
OK, this is starting to sound like that long, complaining post I promised not to write.
As a practice of gratitude, and with the hopes of changing my stinky attitude towards these medications, here are 10 Reasons Why Steroids Don't Suck:
10. FAKE DRAMATIC STORIES: "oh, those are claw marks from when I was attacked by a bear. I don't mean to brag, but I won that fight" sounds so much cooler than "those are giant, angry, red, stretch marks caused by steroids". Also works for the excessive bruises you accumulate from things like people hugging you too hard or a feather falling from the sky and grazing your arm.
9. NO WRINKLES because when you get "moon face" and grow a double chin from the swelling steroids cause, it's pretty much impossible to have wrinkles on your face too. I'm almost 33 and I am totally wrinkle free.
8. BUILT-IN TRAVEL PILLOW in the form of the "buffalo hump", aka the extra fat deposit between your back shoulders.
7. BIG(GER) BOOBS. Enough said. Sorry, men on steroids. You're welcome, men in general.
6. Along the same lines, EXTRA PADDING when you sit on on uncomfortable chairs or couches. Steroids provide an extra layer of cushion between your bones and the seat.
5. IGNORING ANNOYING PEOPLE is a lot easier when you gain 50 lbs and they aren't sure if it's you or not. Just make eye contact, show no sign of recognition, and keep walking. 9 times out of 10, they'll assume it wasn't you.
4. GREAT WARDROBE from your weight changing so often. When a friend of any size needs to borrow something, you have them covered (pun intended...and pretty lame).
3. POP CULTURE CONNOISSEUR because lots and lots of time to read and watch everything as you are hospitalized, put on bed rest, call in sick to work, or feel too fatigued to get out of bed, at least once a month.
2. You quickly learn who your REAL FRIENDS are. The ones who understand when you have to cancel at the last minute and don't make you feel even worse. The ones who aren't shocked when you are "sick again" (note: chronic illness means I am always sick. Duh.), the ones who call even though you were too tired to text them back, the ones who will drive you to the ER in the middle of the night to save you yet another ambulance bill. Sure, it sucks when people you thought were forever friends turn out to only like you on your "good days". But you are better off without them in your life. And the people who step up, or step into your life, more than make up for ones you lose.
1. Of course, the number 1 reason steroids don't suck and the reason we all take them every day: STEROIDS KEEP ADDISONIANS ALIVE. That's a pretty awesome thing. Modern medicine allows me to live. And for that, I could not be more grateful.
Thanks, steroids. I wouldn't be here without you.
Still, it took all day to think of 10 nice things to say about you.
Love,
an Addison alien
I read a book this year called "The Magic". It's all about different ways to integrate gratitude into your daily life. It's a great book and I can't recommend it highly enough. It is meant to be read a chapter a day, giving you a new way each day to practice gratitude.
One of the days, the writer asks the reader to think of a relationship they struggle with and then write down 10 reasons to be grateful for said relationship. The idea behind this being that if you focus on a person's positives, you might forget all the ways they are driving you bat-shit crazy. I tried it and it worked pretty well for me. I still have people in my life that drive me nuts, but hey, that's what family is for.
I crankily got out of bed today and considered writing a long post about how much steroids suck and how tired I am and how my upper chest and neck have broken out in hives for the millionth time this year. I'm down to 5mg of Prednisone in the morning and 2.5 in the afternoon today. It's my first day on such a low dose and I would have given good money to stay in bed all day. I am just exhausted. I know my body just needs time to adjust from the super dose of 25mg I was on. But it still sucks. I have a to-do list a mile long, family starts arriving tomorrow for Christmas, and I just want to crawl in bed and hide. Oh, and did I mention I am also bottle-feeding two orphaned kittens?
OK, this is starting to sound like that long, complaining post I promised not to write.
As a practice of gratitude, and with the hopes of changing my stinky attitude towards these medications, here are 10 Reasons Why Steroids Don't Suck:
10. FAKE DRAMATIC STORIES: "oh, those are claw marks from when I was attacked by a bear. I don't mean to brag, but I won that fight" sounds so much cooler than "those are giant, angry, red, stretch marks caused by steroids". Also works for the excessive bruises you accumulate from things like people hugging you too hard or a feather falling from the sky and grazing your arm.
9. NO WRINKLES because when you get "moon face" and grow a double chin from the swelling steroids cause, it's pretty much impossible to have wrinkles on your face too. I'm almost 33 and I am totally wrinkle free.
8. BUILT-IN TRAVEL PILLOW in the form of the "buffalo hump", aka the extra fat deposit between your back shoulders.
7. BIG(GER) BOOBS. Enough said. Sorry, men on steroids. You're welcome, men in general.
6. Along the same lines, EXTRA PADDING when you sit on on uncomfortable chairs or couches. Steroids provide an extra layer of cushion between your bones and the seat.
5. IGNORING ANNOYING PEOPLE is a lot easier when you gain 50 lbs and they aren't sure if it's you or not. Just make eye contact, show no sign of recognition, and keep walking. 9 times out of 10, they'll assume it wasn't you.
4. GREAT WARDROBE from your weight changing so often. When a friend of any size needs to borrow something, you have them covered (pun intended...and pretty lame).
3. POP CULTURE CONNOISSEUR because lots and lots of time to read and watch everything as you are hospitalized, put on bed rest, call in sick to work, or feel too fatigued to get out of bed, at least once a month.
2. You quickly learn who your REAL FRIENDS are. The ones who understand when you have to cancel at the last minute and don't make you feel even worse. The ones who aren't shocked when you are "sick again" (note: chronic illness means I am always sick. Duh.), the ones who call even though you were too tired to text them back, the ones who will drive you to the ER in the middle of the night to save you yet another ambulance bill. Sure, it sucks when people you thought were forever friends turn out to only like you on your "good days". But you are better off without them in your life. And the people who step up, or step into your life, more than make up for ones you lose.
1. Of course, the number 1 reason steroids don't suck and the reason we all take them every day: STEROIDS KEEP ADDISONIANS ALIVE. That's a pretty awesome thing. Modern medicine allows me to live. And for that, I could not be more grateful.
Thanks, steroids. I wouldn't be here without you.
Still, it took all day to think of 10 nice things to say about you.
Love,
an Addison alien
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