A retrospective ranting.... things continue to be pretty okay for me the past serveral days. Shhhhhhhh.
My "Pred" experience has been a double edged sword. While it offered immediate relief from the horrible symptoms of GCA, it (in a very short period of time) gifted me with a myriad of equally, hideous and more dibilitating aches and pains, and physical, mental and emotional distresses. I understand the benefits, I really do... and I am thankful to it, as I stupidly waited 19 days to seek treatment and could have easily lost my eyesight; but for me this drug is Kryptonite. It chews me up and spits me out. The side effects and withdrawal symptoms have been endless. And I only vaguely remember that awful headache, way back in November? Was it really that bad? ( (Funny how the human mind believes and remembers what it wants to, huh?) Pred has become a friend I "love to hate," and while I recognise I can't live without it, I look forward to the day when I can release it from my life forever and bid it adou.
Until then... we are joined at the hip!
Apologies, Artist unknown.