Steroid medications are a classic double-edged sword; the cure is often worse than the disease. That's not quite the case for dermatomyositis, since before the advent of prednisone the disease was often fatal. Still, my treatment has come at a high price, and I'm not talking about the cost of the medication, which is dirt cheap because it's been out of patent for so long.
The worst things prednisone did to me, hand's-down, were the multiple strokes on both sides of my brain and the six-week coma the strokes caused. The immunosuppression triggered by prednisone weakened my immune system just as we were preparing for our trip to Sicily.When my dermatologist put me on a stronger dose, and my muscles started to strengthen, prednisone seemed like a godsend. Keith almost canceled our trip after my diagnosis because he feared that I would be too weak. He wasn't far wrong.
Acting as a human weather sock on Etna. It was extremely windy up there.
While we were staying on Etna, I developed my first symptoms of listeriosis, almost certainly caught by unpasteurized cheese I had unwittingly eaten. That should've been a warning sign, but I had never been told to watch out for immunosuppression-related illnesses.
|The view from our balcony on Etna|
So, when I developed a hacking cough in the waning days of our vacation, we thought nothing of it. Mussolini's Revenge, we joked. But a few days after we returned home we learned that it wasn't such a laughing matter. After I had spent all day in bed, Joella realized something was wrong and she called Keith. He rushed home from work and found me still lying in bed, unable to dress myself. When he asked me why I hadn't turned on the air conditioner, I said, "I like the heat." It was 105 that day, and I hate the heat.
Keith dressed me and rushed me to the hospital. It was there that I went into septic shock, which made my blood pressure plummet, causing extensive watershed-area stroke damage in my brain and putting me into a deep coma. Watershed damage tends to occur in the less vital areas of the brain and it frequently bounces back better than other types of damage. That's why my "profound brain damage" caused so few serious effects.
Six weeks later, when I awoke from the coma, I discovered that my dermatomyositis had gone into remission.
Flash forward several months. I was close to finishing stepping down from the prednisone when I starting experiencing severe withdrawal symptoms. We were returning from a rehab walk at the Los Angeles County Arboretum when I suddenly puked up the lunch I had eaten at the Peacock Cafe. These severe episodes continued until my rheumatologist slowed down my step-down schedule. I'm finally at that end-point again, this time without any withdrawal symptoms.
The list of all the side-effects the prednisone caused me would fill several blog posts. Some of them, like my osteoporosis, are serious and lasting, but as of tomorrow, I will be able to wave bye-bye to prednisone.
Good riddance to bad (but necessary) medications!
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