It has happened. The day I feared and dreaded since I was put back on prednisone. Moon face. It's here and it landed on my face. My cheeks are poofy and I feel like I could play the Godfather without the cotton balls.
However, even though I look like a total freak I am in a particularly good mood today. I'm not sure why. My stomach is crampy and gassy and bloated and I keep going to the bathroom and I am experiencing some other lovely side effects from the prednisone but I really am in good spirits today. I attribute a lot of it to my wonderful MP3 player that has been permanently implanted in my ears while I am at work so I can drowned out all the nonsense going on around me. I even added a few songs for Christmas. Tran Siberian Orchestra ROCKS! As does Third Day's rendition of Do You Hear What I Hear. And I am not usually a Christmas person. Must be the steroids!
I hope all is well in your corner of the world. Not much else to report as of lately. Don't go back to see Dr. GI until the 11th. I think he might still add the Methotrexate or Pentasa. I really hope he doesn't up the 'sone. Guess we will find out next week.
Lots of love to ya...