I've heard a lot of anecdotes about the mood swings that Prednisone can cause, but I've had occasional prescriptions for steroids for various ailments for years and years. One of the benefits of growing up with asthma, I guess, and the frequent cases of bronchitis and pneumonia that seem to come with it.
I never thought it really affected me, other than the typical puffy-ness that comes with it and the increased appetite that makes it way too easy to pack on the pounds.
I had noticed that I'd been moody this past week or two, but I had chalked it up to my pain levels. I'm a wimp, and I don't deal with out-of-control pain very well.
But last night, as I was walking from our study to the bedroom and our sweet kitty, Gracie, was underfoot and wanting attention, I caught myself grumbling, "Get. Out. Of. My. Way." And I just had this intense wave of anger/irritation and a desire to kick her out of my way.
I assure you that I have never intentionally kicked or hit or otherwise abused an animal (or a child). I will admit to accidentally stumbling over Gracie, who does have a knack for being underfoot when you're not expecting her. But never on purpose. And it's never crossed my mind to feel that way before.
I really think it's the Prednisone. Because that was just so not me, to even think of doing that much less want to.
I guess it's time to call my internist again and see if it's really a good idea for me to be on this high of a dose of Prednisone. Because I don't think anyone is going to be too happy to be living with me if I keep having this kind of irrational anger.
One bit of good news is that the increased doses of painkillers are helping control my pain. I was even able to cut back a little bit yesterday and not take as much I did on Saturday while not letting my pain get too out of control.
I do hate this pill popping though.
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