He said he thought I was trying to fight off a common cold and having some kind of slight reaction to the flu vaccine. I left with a prescription for Prednisone but when the doctor started explaining side effects to me I asked if I might take Ibuprofen first and see if it worked. He thought that sounded like a good idea. He'd already told me that Prednisone might cause me to have difficulty sleeping and might make me bloated.
I had an image of myself, extremely swollen and bearing dark circles under my eyes, shuffling up to the stage on Saturday morning. In the image I was also incredibly disheveled, although I think that was more a product of my imagination than anything.
I did fill the prescription today just in case I needed a heavy weight in my corner come Saturday but I have no intention of taking it. I looked up all the possible side effects on the Internet and I really don't want to deal with any of them.
Headache- I don't want one. I've had enough lately.
Dizziness- Onstage? I'd likely topple off. I'm not coordinated anyway and falling off the stage is always a distinct possibility.
Difficulty falling asleep- I don't want to be tired. Enough said.
Inappropriate Happiness- The idea of inappropriate happiness makes me inappropriately happy. I have images of hysterical laughter while everyone in attendance shifts awkwardly in her seat and gives a sideways glance to the woman seated next to her.
Extreme changes in mood- "Which conference was that again?" Betsy asked her friend. "The one where the speaker laughed hysterically for no good reason and then burst into tears," Wanda responded.
Changes in Personality- See Extreme changes in mood.
Bulging Eyes- Yeah, that's, just, never good.
Acne- I still deal with a honkin' zit here or there as it is. I do not need acne. Although, this conference is open to teens so maybe they'd feel more connected.
Thin, fragile skin- I'd have to make sure not to talk too animatedly with my hands...you know, out of fear that my thin, fragile skin might go flying off.
Red or purple blotches or lines under the skin- I'd have invest in a lot of flesh colored concealer to handle that one.
Slowed healing of cuts and bruises- I'm not planning on getting cut and/or bruised while speaking but, well, you never know.
Increased hair growth- Where? A long luxurious mane just in time for the conference would be fine. Unless it was on my face.
Changes in the way fat is spread around the body- Sign me up. Not.
Extreme tiredness- See Difficulty Falling Asleep
Weak muscles- "Can I get a chair up here? I've been speaking for five minutes and my muscles are incredibly fatigued." And, wait, this is like a side effect akin to what I'm trying to cure.
Irregular or absent menstrual periods- I have PCOS so what else is new? In this case would two negatives come together and make a positive?
Decreased sexual desire- Well. Now. This one wouldn't really effect the outcome of the conference. To my knowledge.
Heartburn- I get heartburn with some regularity and I can say that I'd prefer for it to stay completely away from me during any and all conferences.
Increased sweating- Okay so we've established that we're not taking this little gem of a medication. I'd much rather have an aching body than be known as Pit Mark Girl.
Since the doctor didn't really diagnose me with anything to speak of, I diagnosed myself with a case of Spiritual Warfare. Sometimes Satan doesn't even try to be subtle. When I said aloud that I wasn't going to let some severe muscle pain stop me from preparing, he threw something else at our family. I might have to put oil on my socks and walk circles around myself. But my God will have the victory.
2 Chronicles 20:15 "...Do not be afraid or discouraged because of this vast army. For the battle is not yours, but God’s."