Back Stabbing Steroids

Have you ever had a friend who always smiles to your face, but you suspect as you turn they are raising their eyebrows at you? A friend you always come through for, but who always seems to be unable to return a favor? A friend who practically lives on your couch and in your fridge, but you're not even sure where their place is at? A friend you always invite, who never invites you? A friend who makes you fat?

Yes, steroids are my two-faced friend.

When we're getting along everything is fabulous. Steroids and I haven't spoken in so long, it took me this long to trust them again. I had no choice but to start a dose to control the post Gamma Knife brain swelling, and steroids showed up with a kind smile, offering to ease my pain. I started taking them yesterday, but as usual I had to wait for the steroids to catch up like a bad friend who is always late just because they "fell asleep."

Well I woke up and they came through! My head feels clear for the first time in a week. I'm up, I want to do my Insanity workout, cleaning, getting dressed, and taking the kids out for the first time all week.

I've told the steroids they can only stay for 1 week, and that should be fine, its only when they stay longer that the cracks in our relationship start to grow.

When I'm on steroids for longer they don't let me sleep, they keep me up all night thinking about nothing that matters. They make me want to eat non stop, steroids are my bad friend who wants to drive through In n Out at 2am knowing full well I am trying to follow the Elite Nutrition Program! After a while steroids make me paranoid, and I start hearing voices out of mistrust.

No, steroids are not my friend, but we can hang out for now.