I weep as I write this. Fortunately, I have no tears so I'm not drowning my computer.
On February 1, I tapered from 20 mg of prednisone to 15. I've been on the higher dose for over 2 years. I know I just have to stick with it and it will be alright. I have phantom pains, nausea, and find myself taking an ativan when things are particularly bleak. And oh yeah, I like to sleep. On Saturday, I napped for 3 hours during the afternoon. And I had company!!! It was family, but still. I have to drag myself out of bed in the morning because I don't want to remain a slug and not have to be a rational human being.
I should be looking forward to today but I don't. I have yoga, followed by a massage. Could it get any better?
I hope so.