Upon going to the walk-in to have my lungs checked and finding no fluid by x-ray (given the amount of crackling, coughing, and wheezing), the doctor prescribed me prednisone to help reduce inflammation.
After procurring the medication, I decided to try 1/4 of the dose prescribed this afternoon to test my reaction – rather than the 20mgs prescribed in the morning – with side effects mildly warned that I could experience some anxiety.
Once I swallowed the cracked component, second by second, exponentially cascade-magnifying symptoms erupted – and I knew that I had done something wrong.
My face suddenly filled with that heavy, bags-under-bloodshot-eyes feeling; I felt a numbing, drugged-out feeling overtaking me; my consciousness began immediately shutting down as if I were about to pass out; and the left side of my chest began experiencing increasing squeezing pressure.
I called my family support team and the walk-in to let them all know that I was hurrying back for observation. The clinic found that my blood pressure was elevated to way above its normal routine, so I stayed in the clinic chest down on an exam table with my legs elevated until my body could reduce it back toward self regulation.
I should have realized that one should not take a stimulant when they already have a depleted adrenal system – but the doctor had seemed so sure that a steroid was the correct lung solution.
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