Cement in my mouth.
Well, that's how it feels right now anyway. I started steroids last night to reign in the terror my chrons was unleashing on my body (and the various toilets I graced with my gorgeous butt).
I'm still seeing the specialist on tuesday but my symptoms said the steroids couldn't wait, so I'm on them in the hope that the dosage is fine and that he is just checking up and having all this on his records.
He also needs to tell me by how many g's to drop my steroids by and how often. It usually goes 40g for a week, 35g for a week, 30g for a week etc.
Luckily we got onto this flare up prettty fast and I've started on 30g.
The bad bit is that steroids are horrible motherfuckers that make you feel GROSS. It won't be long until I have steroid bloat (sexy) and from 15 minutes of taking them I had cement mouth.
Ugh.
Now i'm going downstairs to study with Mama because she is a freaking champ who quizes me and then makes me tiny snacks only so I can forget what we've learnt and lose the snacks the next time I go to the toilet.
<3 N x
