Wellnow, I had apparently forgotten what an adventure Prednisone can be! Turns out I'm not sick, nor is there are larger problem such as pulmonary embolism (thank you, powers that be!). But after two months of sitting around because I couldn't walk, then it getting stupid cold the week I went to crutches, my lungs declared an "everybody out of the pool" moment and are refusing to work. Thus the Prednisone and an Albuterol inhaler. If you've played this game, you get it. If not, trust me...people pay awfully good money on the street for different drugs that make you feel like this. And as an added bonus, even though it's barely 65F in my house, I am actually a bit uncomfortably warm in a t-shirt and capris with my hair piled on top of my head.
You know, I don't do New Year's resolutions, and it's a good thing. Because I was tossing around the idea of vowing to NOT have some kind of medical misadventure in 2013. And I've already failed. Getting old sucks.