Day 3 of the Prednisone treatment, and it's becoming quite evident that I have absolutely no control over certain parts of my life.
Last night, although I made myself ready for bed around midnight, I could not stop the racing succession of thoughts in my mind (thanks Prednisone) and didn't finally fall asleep until somewhere between 6:30 and 7:00am this morning. During that time I lie awake, anxiously awaiting my transport into to the arms of Morpheus, I wrote the long, rambling piece below (something about shelves??)
I awoke around 9 when my wife left for work, went back to sleep for a short period, only to awaken again at 11:00.
I think I need a nap now, if these damned drugs will let me sleep.
But first, it's time for my next dose.
Ugh...
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