'roid rage
RAAAAAGGGH! The doc gave me a shot of prednizone and now I'm having 'ROID RAGE! RRRRAAAAGGGH! I'm HUGE! Now I'm gonna write angry blog entries all week and experience increased growth of body hair, beard growth, deep voice, increased production of sebaceous glands, development of the penis, aggressiveness, sexual behavior, libido, and the maturation of sperm! GRRRRR! LOOK OUT!!!
Yesterday's layman and professional panel of commenters were correct: my woofy physician's assistant took a look at my hands and decided it was probably contact dermatitis from something last week. He gave me a shot of prednisone and a short prescription of pills to make it go away. A mere 5 hours after the shot, the redness and itching have already subsided substantially. I'm guessing it was a combination of the dry, cold weather last week, going off my regular prescription of Allegra, and the quesionable bottle of year-old organic oatmeal-based lotion that I borrowed from my coworker. I may recommend she check the expiration date on the bottle. I just hope I don't end up looking like Jerry Lewis by the end of the week.
After the appointment at the doctor's office I went to the gym and found that from about 3:30 to 5pm is the PRIME TIME to go to the WSC at 1211 Connecticut. For about 10 minutes I was the only person on the weight room floor, which is a phenomenon I have not experienced in that gym ever. It was especially miraculous considering it was Guilty Monday and January, both times that usually pack a gym floor like a circuit party. So I hulked out on my 'roid rage and had a big 'ol lifting session and grunted and snarled all by myself with the iron until people started filling in the gym again.
I was finally able to go to the Soviet Safeway on 17th Street after almost two weeks of delays or barriers due to snow or Inaugural crap. It looked like a plauge of locusts had descended on the store. I have never seen it so bare...the only vegetables left were potatoes, onions and collard greens. Reminded me of the real former Soviet Union.
The "What's Wrong With Jimbo's Hands?" Forum is now closed. Thank you for your input.
At least you weren't poisoned like that Ukrainian guy.
I kept waiting for "roid rage" to kick in when I was taking Nasonex, but nothing ever happened.
I used to live right around the corner from that Soviet Safeway...you brought back fond memories of empty shelves and long lines...
glad it turned out ok. It would have been fun trying to guess who the culprit was had it turned out to be the dreaded scabies. *g*
I cannot wait until this summer, when the Kalorama Harris Teeter opens and the Soviet Safeway will no longer blight my culinary existance!
Hulk says, "Roid Rage is Bad!"
"Why stupid soldiers not leave Hulk alone? Hulk only want eat beans. Now Hulk smash stupid puny soldiers!"