Cutting down the Prednisone is not going well. Hobbling around with cane again, sleeping weird hours, just feeling like crap in general. Doctor wanted me to cut a milligram, but last time I did that was not a happy time. So I went down a half, just a week ago. Hoping the body adjusts soon, because not loving this. Oh, well.
A very nice post about primroses from a lovely blog I enjoy:
I always used to buy a couple in February from the grocery store. Brightened up a gray winter. Then I would plant them out in the garden when it warmed up and they would sometimes come up again next year. Lovely, cheery little plants. I like yellow ones. Yellow is good.