...only you're trying hard TO fall asleep.
Because this stuff is making me restless.
Nuh uh!
I haven't updated since June??
Weeelll. I kind of had a hard time seeing shit. One Urgent Care visit to NY Eye and Ear and I'm on Prednisone again. It was that or risk further visual loss.
Fuck.
So after heroically protesting my possible use of this medication to the doctors at NY Eye and Ear's emergency care center I broke down in angry tears that were washed away by defeat and finally acceptance and said "ok."
Now what?
First, I stop obsessively researching the side effects of the drug because frankly this information is makin me sick. My personal experiences with it scares me. The prominence of individuals similar to myself experiencing horrid side effects hits too close. Again.
When I took Prednisone back when my world went into a complete fog in March of 2010, I was 60mg daily for about a month before tapering and still took my physique to being "stage ready." well, low placing stage ready but about a size 6 to a 1/zero.
The second time I had to take it (80mg daily for about 2 weeks before tapering) I wasn't working out as hard and slipping up on the eating habits. I got the moon face, intense mood swings and ballooned in weight. I felt like a slob. And I gave in to food all the time (the Pred makes you crazy hungry).
So what is considered fact about Pred?
Prednisone is a catabolic steroid and is designed to break down muscle tissue. It is commonly used when an over active immune system is present. It stops the body from releasing the stress hormone cortisol, which in turn means that the body draws from fats, sugars and proteins as alternatives for fuel during times of stress.
What the hell does that mean? You ask...
Popular word says building muscle is impossible on a high dosage of prednisone.
Working out IS stress on the body.
Buuuut I am not everyone. I won't accept popular thought on this and instead know the steps I can take to avoid this medicine from taking control of me. Again.
I was blissfully unaware while I was training like a demon for my first show and felt on top of the world. Of course I ran for an hour every morning on a belly full of only oxyelite pro, my 60mg pred and a full cup of black coffee. Then that evening I enjoyed an intense lifting session. Fatigue was never an issue the first time I was on pred.
I drank tons of water, lifted heavy and ate a painfully low sodium diet. - I just knew I was prepping for a competition and that my eyesight was coming back. I was excited. The "possible" side effects didn't matter to me. I was squishy - not necessarily stage contention quality but so in love with what I built. And I'm nearly back there. I won't throw in my wrench because of a drug that supposedly does XYZABCfatfatfatcrazybitch.
So...again, what now?
I don't deny that Prednisone can be devastating to the body. Tomorrow I will call my doc and let her know I'm on this drug at a high dose - again. I need my kidney function evaluated and my joints/bones examined - particularly my knees. The long term suddenly matters to me. Duh.
But I feel like I can fly again and look forward to two-a-days but I need to be smart about the amount of work I'm putting on my body again. I feel no pain - dude I can SPRINT forever. Not run...sprint. And I can frolic in heels through NYC streets ("oh I'm not wearing flats? Didn't notice!"). That's not all necessarily a good thing.
Anyway. I'm wanting back to health. Optimal health minus immuno-modulatory therapy. It's been twelve years since I've seen clearly. I'll get there doing things my way. Well, my way to a certain extent.
Because this stuff is making me restless.
Nuh uh!
I haven't updated since June??
Weeelll. I kind of had a hard time seeing shit. One Urgent Care visit to NY Eye and Ear and I'm on Prednisone again. It was that or risk further visual loss.
Fuck.
So after heroically protesting my possible use of this medication to the doctors at NY Eye and Ear's emergency care center I broke down in angry tears that were washed away by defeat and finally acceptance and said "ok."
Now what?
First, I stop obsessively researching the side effects of the drug because frankly this information is makin me sick. My personal experiences with it scares me. The prominence of individuals similar to myself experiencing horrid side effects hits too close. Again.
When I took Prednisone back when my world went into a complete fog in March of 2010, I was 60mg daily for about a month before tapering and still took my physique to being "stage ready." well, low placing stage ready but about a size 6 to a 1/zero.
The second time I had to take it (80mg daily for about 2 weeks before tapering) I wasn't working out as hard and slipping up on the eating habits. I got the moon face, intense mood swings and ballooned in weight. I felt like a slob. And I gave in to food all the time (the Pred makes you crazy hungry).
So what is considered fact about Pred?
Prednisone is a catabolic steroid and is designed to break down muscle tissue. It is commonly used when an over active immune system is present. It stops the body from releasing the stress hormone cortisol, which in turn means that the body draws from fats, sugars and proteins as alternatives for fuel during times of stress.
What the hell does that mean? You ask...
Popular word says building muscle is impossible on a high dosage of prednisone.
Working out IS stress on the body.
Buuuut I am not everyone. I won't accept popular thought on this and instead know the steps I can take to avoid this medicine from taking control of me. Again.
I was blissfully unaware while I was training like a demon for my first show and felt on top of the world. Of course I ran for an hour every morning on a belly full of only oxyelite pro, my 60mg pred and a full cup of black coffee. Then that evening I enjoyed an intense lifting session. Fatigue was never an issue the first time I was on pred.
I drank tons of water, lifted heavy and ate a painfully low sodium diet. - I just knew I was prepping for a competition and that my eyesight was coming back. I was excited. The "possible" side effects didn't matter to me. I was squishy - not necessarily stage contention quality but so in love with what I built. And I'm nearly back there. I won't throw in my wrench because of a drug that supposedly does XYZABCfatfatfatcrazybitch.
So...again, what now?
I don't deny that Prednisone can be devastating to the body. Tomorrow I will call my doc and let her know I'm on this drug at a high dose - again. I need my kidney function evaluated and my joints/bones examined - particularly my knees. The long term suddenly matters to me. Duh.
But I feel like I can fly again and look forward to two-a-days but I need to be smart about the amount of work I'm putting on my body again. I feel no pain - dude I can SPRINT forever. Not run...sprint. And I can frolic in heels through NYC streets ("oh I'm not wearing flats? Didn't notice!"). That's not all necessarily a good thing.
Anyway. I'm wanting back to health. Optimal health minus immuno-modulatory therapy. It's been twelve years since I've seen clearly. I'll get there doing things my way. Well, my way to a certain extent.