Is pred head contagious? Parker seems to have become much more gormless since he gave up his hobby at Royal Mail to spend quality time being nagged by M’Lady to do jobs on his ever increasing To Do List.
M’Lady is the thick one normally and we seem to have a role reversal situation at present. From collecting prescriptions and only bringing half of it back to “Where did I put that…….” what he had in his hand 2 minutes ago. He’s driving me mad.
I’m on 8mg pred and every time I reduce it all goes Pete Tong. I am trying to sort out the OA at the moment as GPs can’t multitask and look at two things at once even when related to getting a better quality of life.
Thing is Parker’s Man Goggles don’t pick up on day to day things either like the washing up needs doing as we’ve run out of stuff to eat off or cook with. I have been sat in the comfy chair in the living room grumpily chuntering at the paper or throwing things at the tele as it’s rubbish so I can’t see the kitchen sink. There’s a fair bit of detritus piling up around me too. But the man goggles help him ignore that too.
Problem is it’s not just PMR now it the other hip and sacroiliac joints need fixing. The pred has weakened the muscles after 8 years but juggling both OA and PMR is hard. Today my personal funicular railway up to the second floor of my house and the toilet has lost the will to work. Stairs are not my friend with a dodgy hip, half a back, floppy muscles and PMR causing all sorts of pain in my upper arms and shoulders with lower pred. Parker has also flatly refused to morph into Stannah Stairlift man and carry me up and down the stairs he says it not in his pay grade? He did like the idea of Tangocharlies back brace, a pulley and winch system. Must say he has given the problem some thought albeit mental and delusional. I have called a man to fix it.
Now should I even talk about the new auto immune condition I have acquired possibly related to long term Lanzoprozole use for steroids. Ok then if you insist it’s Microscopic Colitis. So only having an upstairs toilet combined with poor mobility is even more frustrating. Parker does recognise the urgency of getting M’Lady upstairs fast during a colitis episode even with the man goggles on. He quickly gets out of the way as I scramble on all fours towards the stairs. Strange how one pain fades as another takes precedence. This condition is a bit like PMR. How you ask? It’s not terminal just stops you socialising, going out and have an active life. You have muscle aches and pain (how do you know you’ve got more?) and fatigue. But as it’s not going to kill you so the Gastroenterologist signed me off as it wasn’t too bad that day? That’s on the back boiler for now too
This week I am waiting to see if they will replace my hip soon and fuse my sacroiliac joints. Probably within a year. Then I can address the Colitis. Parker is erecting a toilet tent in the hall with a very nice bucket while we wait for Stannah man to fix the chariot. Weird when PMR is least of your problems isn’t it?