El Viaje de Nuestro Carlos
Ever since I got back from Thanksgiving, where I spent 12 days surrounded by goddamned cats, my asthma has been really bad. For those 12 days when I was at my mom’s house, I basically lived off of my inhaler (Albuterol) to keep me alive but I thought it a bit strange that after a while of being back, I was still having symptoms.
After a terrible bout with said asthma last night, I decided to go to the doctor so that he could hook me up to one of those nebulizer things. He did so (which helped a million) and then proceeded to give me a veritable pharmacy in prescriptions; Serevent, Qvar, Imitrex (for migraines – I snuck that one in while talking about the inability to breathe) and finally Prednisone. The last one is funny because while talking about it, he made a funny face when he got the part about the side effects. Interested in why he made a face, I inquired further about the side effects. He said, “It might do funny stuff”. “What kind of funny stuff”? I asked. He explained, “Among other things, it might make you euphoric, in some cases have hallucinations, and in long term use it might cause psychosis”. I almost laughed in his face because the first thing I thought of was The Simpsons episode (El Viaje de Nuestro Jomer) where Homer eats the Guatemalan insanity peppers (at the chili cook off) and proceeds to have hallucinations which involve a coyote spirit guide.
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