I’m on steroids for the gout and they’re making me fucking jittery and paranoid as hell to the point where I’m not sleeping more than 3 hours a night and I’m on the verge of tears because I feel like something bad is about to happen.
I’m feeling like I need to tell The Fella about the blog and the bondage and everything even though I know that’s not a good idea at all.
I’m also having the urge to tell everyone at work to fuck off whether they’ve earned it or not, starting with my boss. Also probably not a good idea.
I’m going to go lay down now and try to clear my mind and get a little rest before work. I know — like that’s gonna happen.
Have a good day.
Perhaps a day off of work is in order? Call in sick and if that doesn’t work call in dead. Steriods? oh great now you’re going to be a famous baseball player?
By: Ed on Wednesday, February 11, 2009
at 6:49 am
Xanax—it’s good for what ails ya!
By: catrina on Wednesday, February 11, 2009
at 8:29 am
Call your doctor and tell him what’s going on with you. There might be a different medication you can take.
By: Sarah on Wednesday, February 11, 2009
at 8:59 am
Hey Dirk: You’re probably on prednisone. This is not the same shit the athletes take. Prednisone will wire you up, which you already know. It’ll take a day or two to adjust. You’re probably on a schedule too, one day you take 7, next day 6, next day 5 etc. So it’ll get better. You cannot stay on this shit long term. You’ll get moon faced, put on weight, get irritable etc. What you don’t know is that they’ll zap your bones so that long term exposure causes osteoporosis. Your body becomes accustomed to it, too. You stop making it yourself and that causes another set of problems. Bottom line – get well and get off them and don’t let the doctor give it to you long term or continually. Maybe there’s an alternative treatment etc.
As far as the blog, I’d bring it up as a hobby. If he wants to see it, I’m telling you I’d delete it. Fuck us, Dirk, your happiness and future together means more than this place.
The bondage, bring it up at the right place and the right time (wink wink nudge nudge). Baby steps, Dirk. You’ll be amazed what a little honest communication can accomplish!!
By: carlnepa on Wednesday, February 11, 2009
at 9:32 am
Rather than tell him about the bondage directly (as he probably doesn’t want to hear about your past sexual endeavors with other men), maybe suggest that the two of you experiment together?
The blog… Man. That’s a toughie. I’ve had people freak out and I’ve had people be totally interested… good luck if you choose full disclosure. He is likely not going to be thrilled about things you’ve shared with the internet.
By: randi on Wednesday, February 11, 2009
at 10:54 am
Can’t you get a doctor’s note not to work for a hot minute? Steroids can do what you’re experiencing.
By: Steve's Rebooted on Wednesday, February 11, 2009
at 12:02 pm
My advice is to try and say as little as possible, since it appears you will likely regret most of it.
Hang in there, Dirk. The gout will improve and you’ll get off those steroids. Until then, keep your mouth shut. I’m just sayin’.
By: Mark in DE on Wednesday, February 11, 2009
at 5:05 pm
How was your day? I hope you got through it without disaster.
I agree with Mark. Lay low. Try not to say too much to anybody. Anything you say right now will be the steroids talking. Whenever I’m having a freak-out episode I try to not say what’s on my mind until I feel a lot better. Once you’re off the steroids you’ll be able to think a little bit more clearly about what you want to say and to whom you’d like to say it.
Good luck, dear!
By: javabear on Wednesday, February 11, 2009
at 9:13 pm
Somehow I don’t think the bondage would bother him too much…the blog, well, yeah, he probably wouldn’t be thrilled, but the fact that you don’t use his real name is probably some small mitigation. I wouldn’t tell him about it, though–he’d never know, since you don’t use YOUR real name and he can’t exactly Google it.
I’m with the others on the steroids. My aunt took it for her shoulder last year and I never saw her so cranky. She said the “F” word more times than I did! Tell your doctor about it.
By: Aaron on Thursday, February 12, 2009
at 2:08 pm