That's right. I was being prescribed steroids and I wouldn't even have to hide it from the Saskatoon and District Soccer Association. I was already day dreaming about how powerful my shot was going to be and how much faster I would run. What? They aren't anabolic steroids, the Specialist told me. So much for legally bulking up.
I was told I would need to take 60mg of Prednisone a day to get my platelet count back up again. There are a few side effects like increased appetite, moodines, chest pains, trouble sleeping, etc. but nothing too serious. I was told to take the pills and come back in two days for more bloodwork. As the Specialist and his bodyguards left, I was told I could leave after I gave another blood test. I started to wonder what they had done with the tubes they had just taken. Oh well, I figured as I once again rolled up my sleeve for another needle.
The roids didn't change me much. I was my normal tired, moody, eating too much, doubling over with chest pain self at work the next day. But I did show a lot of people my bruised leg and told them the story. And then that afternoon it happened.
Stay tuned for "Terminated" as this saga continues...
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