Whew. My cutaneous lupus is receding slowly but surely. I'm sure this is largely due to the dose of my second prednisone burst and taper. It's a bit too early to tell if the Cellcelpt has any effect.
We all know that prednisone is a very very mixed blessing. Bless you, whoever invented prednisone.
I love the therapeutic result after ingesting those bitter white pills: itching, redness, joint pain magically fade. And I am currently enjoying the nervous energy that accompanies them as well. But, dang. The risk of osteopenia, diabetes, and a myriad of other nasty side effects of it's long term use can't be ignored. When I'm on these doses of pred, I have a tremor. Which is not fun for the most part.
Yesterday, it came in rather handy. I dolled up in a long sleeved blouse, a hat, and sunscreen and ventured out to our yard and realized that we had some blueberries that were just begging to be picked and devoured. Using my super-pred powers, I had those puppies picked, rinsed, cleaned, and drained within minutes. I planned to bake a batch of blueberry crumble bars, and some refrigerator-dough macaroons embellished with a chocolate dunking and drizzle. I think I'll take them with us when we head out to the coast later this weekend.
So my shaking hands made the dunking and drizzling a breeze. Not pretty -- but got the job done.
And it was a snap to crumble and sprinkle the crust and topping for the blueberry bars.
Every cloud has a silver lining, they say.
Oh, yeah. Love those silver linings.