Kimbangu
06-28-2011, 09:06 PM
I am an idiot. But I have just learned a few lessons the hard way and I’d like to share them with you all, (mainly because I don’t often get anything worthwhile to contribute) – but also because I can’t believe how easily I have been caught out.
I have been in ( drug maintained ) remission for 15 months. I’m on 5 mg pred, 100 mg Imuran. I also take Co-trimoxazole, which ( I think?) is what most of you would call Bactrim. I am religious about my medication, I take it at 8 am every day – I have got one of those boxes where you can make up a week’s worth, with all the days marked on the lids.
So anyway. Yesterday was my birthday. Big celebrations, cards to open, phone calls etc etc. I very rarely drink alcohol since I was diagnosed but last night I had a glass of red wine with my meal, followed by another two afterwards while we were relaxing . What the hell.
But I was really surprised at the effect the alcohol was having on me. It was as if a big, dark curtain was coming down and I felt really bad. I said to my wife, that’s the last time I ever touch THAT stuff. She was giggling, because I was almost staggering as I went to bed.
Come 1 am and it's a different story- something’s SERIOUSLY wrong. I get up to go to the bathroom and I can’t believe how much my body is shaking. I haven’t the strength to get back to the bedroom so I fall asleep in the lounge. But it’s more than a sleep – it’s almost like a coma.
This morning I “think” I have the mother of all hangovers and I discuss it with my wife. I am saying I will never, ever touch alcohol again. That’s when I open my pill box and discover the “Monday” tablets still in the box. Because my routine had been upset by the birthday the previous day, I had completely forgotten to take them.
We all owe our lives to prednisone; it’s only when you forget to take the damned stuff you realise how crucial it actually is. By the really scary part ( for me) was how both myself and my wife were in denial about how I was feeling. Neither of us at any point thought it could be due to WG or pred. I just blamed it all on 3 glasses of wine.
There. I am feeling better already, having told you all. That’ s what this forum is for I guess. But it doesn’t make me any less of an idiot.
I have been in ( drug maintained ) remission for 15 months. I’m on 5 mg pred, 100 mg Imuran. I also take Co-trimoxazole, which ( I think?) is what most of you would call Bactrim. I am religious about my medication, I take it at 8 am every day – I have got one of those boxes where you can make up a week’s worth, with all the days marked on the lids.
So anyway. Yesterday was my birthday. Big celebrations, cards to open, phone calls etc etc. I very rarely drink alcohol since I was diagnosed but last night I had a glass of red wine with my meal, followed by another two afterwards while we were relaxing . What the hell.
But I was really surprised at the effect the alcohol was having on me. It was as if a big, dark curtain was coming down and I felt really bad. I said to my wife, that’s the last time I ever touch THAT stuff. She was giggling, because I was almost staggering as I went to bed.
Come 1 am and it's a different story- something’s SERIOUSLY wrong. I get up to go to the bathroom and I can’t believe how much my body is shaking. I haven’t the strength to get back to the bedroom so I fall asleep in the lounge. But it’s more than a sleep – it’s almost like a coma.
This morning I “think” I have the mother of all hangovers and I discuss it with my wife. I am saying I will never, ever touch alcohol again. That’s when I open my pill box and discover the “Monday” tablets still in the box. Because my routine had been upset by the birthday the previous day, I had completely forgotten to take them.
We all owe our lives to prednisone; it’s only when you forget to take the damned stuff you realise how crucial it actually is. By the really scary part ( for me) was how both myself and my wife were in denial about how I was feeling. Neither of us at any point thought it could be due to WG or pred. I just blamed it all on 3 glasses of wine.
There. I am feeling better already, having told you all. That’ s what this forum is for I guess. But it doesn’t make me any less of an idiot.