Stupid steroids...I woke up at 1:30 this morning, high as a kite, and found myself at 2 am dancing in my kitchen to Brittany Spears and eating pumpkin pie. With a steroid migraine. Two migraine medicines, a gallon of tea and an anti-nausea drug later, I feel...well, like crap. And, of course, I've volunteered to be a mock-earthquake-victim for the State of Alaska for the next two days. Fun times.
So far I've chosen to take the pills/infusions/shots. But I no longer judge those who do not make the same choice.