I was told to expect putting on about 8 lbs this first week because of the steroids. I have lost 8.[edit - I've lost 4. I forgot I gained 4 at first] Terry tried to bribe me with steak last night - god bless him. Just too pukey to eat it and I was too tired to chew. Weird, huh. He saved it for me for lunch today and I'll make myself eat it because I saw how worried he was when I didn't last night.
I slept 12 hours night before last, took a 3 hour nap when I got home, slept another 12 last night and am ready for a nap right now. Unbelievable. So tired. I'm tempted to go into work unshowered and un-napped. I'm tempted to put on one of my dirty shirts as well. Puffy eyes with circles. One of my co-workers said I look a little spacey - that my eyes are a little wider than usual, that my movements are stiff and calculated and that I tend to focus my eyes ahead. Kind of like a zombie. I feel so pretty. Dawn of the Dead meets MS.
On the other hand, it's Halloween. Which means tomorrow is not. Which means maybe there is hope that tomorrow will be less scarey.