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There’s a bottle of pred with my name on it.

Posted Nov 19 2009 10:03pm

Prednisone it is, then. I know that’s the right decision, I realize that if I don’t then my day will be ending in the ER or curled up on the floor of my room. Not to sound all scary and morbid, but that is the current reality. As long as the pred does its job, then I will be good as new very soon :)  If it doesn’t, I’ll take care of that too. And as soon as it’s a reasonable hour back home, I will call my mom to update her. See what a star I’m being?

Which leads me to my next thing, I CAN’T BELIEVE I DIDN’T TELL YOU THIS BEFORE! So you know how every family has its lingo, its “isms”? Yes, well my family has many many many of those. For example, cross-country skiing will forever be “cross-crunchy skiing”, no idea why. Well to my mom, prednisone = steroids = asteroids. Yes, that’s right, my mom has been known to refer to steroids as asteroids.

As in: “Honey, are you being all huffy with me because of the asteroids, or is there actually something bothering you?”

And to me that would sound perfectly normal. Oooooh geez.

Posted in Uncategorized Tagged: Asthma, exacerbation, family, independence, prednisone, sick
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