Wednesday, July 26, 2006

I'm finally feeling better. Sheesh, that was a long one. I have been feeling crummy since last Thursday or so. I made it through today without a nap, so at least that's something. I actually cooked something for dinner too. I thought my husband was going to pass out. He's been doing most of the cooking around here lately. I didn't make it to the pool. Even though I am feeling better, I have no energy after I get off of work. I know I should be exercising. I just can't seem to get motivated to do it, especially when I don't feel good. My nutrition has improved greatly in the last week. I am back on my diet. For the most part. I have to make sure I eat something every two-three hours or I get so shaky I can hardly stand up. My hands shake so badly I can';t hold scissors or write. I hate, hate, hate the Prednisone. Hate it. I see the doctor next week. I may have to tell him I simply cannot tolerate it at the dosage I am on. My face has filled out and I look like a pumpkin. A fat pumpkin. I can't stand to look at pictures of me. I look awful. My ankles are so swollen they look like tree trunks. I have this new fat roll around my middle that shows under my shirt. I have never had that before. One of the side effects of the Prednisone is "weight redistribution" Huh? How is that even possible? And yet, I am living proof that it does indeed happen. That's why you haven't seen anymore camping pics. I hate the way I look. It makes me cry at night. It makes me sad. I hope this is working. Tomorrow I go to the lab to get the tests done to let us know if it is working. Please let it be working.


Shelley said...

Thinking good thoughts for you Michelle.



Laura said...

Also thinking positive thoughts! It just has to be working, just has to!

Hang in there!