After 3 weeks of constant, not always effective use of my rescue inhaler, I have finally bitten the bullet and let my pulmonologist increase my prednisone to see if I can get this pesky asthma under control.
Increased prednisone is both a blessing and a curse. On one hand, it gives me more energy, I have less chronic pain, and I breathe so much more freely. The downside is the feeling of being "hyper", sleep disturbance, and weight gain. And I get pretty cranky when I wean back down to my normal dose. May have to send Bill off camping for a couple of days.
But, since breathing is pretty important, I will take the bad with the good and do the prednisone dance.
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