Monday, September 7, 2009

Ode To Prednisone

Oh Prednisone, my Prednisone,
I hate you with a passion.
You make me scream and cry and yell,
And you do NOTHING for my fashion.

Oh Prenisone, my Prednisone,
For those who do not understand,
Imagine seeing red one minute
Then bawling to beat the band.

Oh Prednisone, my Prednisone
Whose effects turn faces to moons,
And makes you feel so hungry
You could eat a raw racoon.

Oh Prednisone, my Prednisone
I can't wait til you are gone
Then I will have nothing else
To blame my bad moods on!

Oh Prednisone, my Prednisone
The emotion you evoke.
Sometimes I get so worked up
I think I'll have a stroke!

Oh Prednisone, my prednisone
The mood swings you impart.
Laughing, crying, maddening!
Hot flashes even start.

Oh Prednisone, my prednisone
I cannot live without you...
At least right now, but VERY SOON
With you I will be through.

Oh Prednisone, my prednisone,
It's such a love/hate thing.
Love because you saved my life,
Hate for ruining everything.

Oh Prednisone, my prednisone,
With weight gain and double chin,
I proudly say to you, you beast,
That eventually I WILL WIN!!!!

I have been in a funk. Yesterday I was SO exhausted....probably from the garage sale. Then we went to Doug's mom and dad's because we had to get chicken food. Plus, Doug's mom fell the other day, and has a huge ol black eye. I've been just emotional and mood swingy. Combine the prednisone with hormones, and OH MY WORD look out. I just hate it. It's so stinky to keep swinging back and forth like this. Yesterday's post was just plain silly. I was in a tizzy. Tired. Kind of like I am now! Went fishing all day with my mom and dad and Doug and Jacob. Once again, my 3 year old kicked my butt, as did my legally blind 70 year old father. YAY for me!

I DID however, catch 2 fish, the BIGGEST bluegill of the day and the BIGGEST perch of the day. So....not so much quantity as quality, but it was a good thing that everyone else got the quantity, or we'd be hungry tonight!

More tomorrow on Invisible Illness...stay tuned....

7 comments:

Texan Mama @ Who Put Me In Charge said...

Awesome Poem! You are very talented.

What is Myesthenia Gravis? I know I've heard of it, but I can't recall. I should probably just google it.

Happy Day, SITStah. Just stopping by 'cause I commented under you at SITS.

have a great day. That little boy of yours is really precious.

Jayne @ Misplaced City Girl said...

Prednisone literally makes my skin crawl. I hate it.

:::visiting from SITs:::

Rachel said...

Great poem! Sorry you've been in such a funk.

I look forward to reading more of what you have to say on Invisible Illness when you're able.

Pam said...

I totally understand I feel the same way when I am on it!
I have been in a funk the last few days too, just not feeling good...which is the pits, I am very thankful for the friends I have that keep building me up reminding me that I am not crazy I am where I am supposed to be and doing what God wants me to do...makes me feel better to know that...hang in there, love you sis

pdnah5 said...

You are so right about the pred. It is a double edged sword. I need to function in the a.m. but yet, I hate the side effects. So I am so with you there. (By the way, it is me, Deb, writing this). When we get to heaven, there will be none of these illnesses. PTL!!!!!!!!

corasgramm said...

Oh, how I can relate! Was on it for asthma a lot--nasty stuff, but life saving stuff.

Kerri said...

THe poem was meant tongue-in-cheek, but it IS true. Thanks for all the commments!!!