Prednisone for sle

Courtship had more red flags pop up than in the annual running of the bulls, yet our put-upon protagonist can't hear the sound of the Mack truck bearing down on him, at full ramming speed.
Goodness, do all such folks have to be possessed of IQs lower than their age? How does this guy manage to dress himself?
Given all that family and friends dished out on him, I'm surprised that: (a) he hadn't been institutionalized; and (b) his revenge was so weak...poison ivy/oak for most folks, a few days of prednisone will handle that.

Ironic that I'm hopped up on prednisone & some antibiotics that I think are called Godzilla. I've got pneumonia gagantuosa, & lo & behold your story speaks to me. I love the sweet, gentleness of this story, how so many people show their concern & caring. The worst thing after a rape is the loneliness & I'm glad that wasn't part of the mix. You are a joy to read & a gifted writer. I'm moving on to the next installment, happily, because I have the company of a beloved writers stories to help me heal.

I met an Armenian girl who was, is, a friend of one of my daughters; petite little girl, long curly black hair, eyes so black they hypnotize. She's just lovely; all perky and saucy. She'll be my next heroine. I showed her this story and she was furious! She wanted to know what was going to happen to poor Poncho and Lefty.
The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold, so the story ends we're told. Poncho needs your prayers it's true, but save a few for Lefty too. He only did what he had to do, and now he's growing old. (They played it on the radio...)
You guys are going to be sorry when Poncho's gone and you didn't give him one measly tip of the hat. That's thoughtless indifference to a national institution.
The story's still pretty good in a silly sort of way, but shouldn't the sun be up by now? There's going to be a lot of commuter traffic, and I bet a lot of people are double parked. Can't remember the name of the island in the Arctic where they think the last Mammoths lived. Save that damn pachyderm; I heard some nefarious Zambians were out to get his tusks.
These things should all be getting fives; for balls if nothing else. (Elephants have big balls)
Oh, oh I just felt a rush of blood to the head! The damn Prednisone is kicking in. By for now...

.....To see someone not fearful of using historical information in a story. Our history books have been altered now till they quite resemble fiction, moreso than history. There are only a couple of generations now that remember a time when, as ugly as it was, history was taught in schools, instead of this watered down agenda driven mockery of historical facts. Lee never owned a slave and was instrumental in, with his wife, opening numerous schools to teach former slaves basic and advanced courses enabling them to compete in employment and even business ownership. Something few will admit, but the main reason the south hesitated to release slaves as ordered. They had hoped their resistance until education and grants were promised so that they (former slaves) could survive would be successful, but ended up having to do it themselves. (Why many former slaves fought for tge south as free men) Few will admit that the north held their slaves for 5 yrs after abolition, sending them out penniless and without the education of their southern counterparts. I find it funny that people believe now that the Civil War was fought over slavery instead of the taxation of slaves that were no longer enslaved. They south had released 75% of held slaves at the time the CW began. I guess our generation will be the last to know the facts. How it would blow their minds to know that Pres. Lincoln attempted the largest mass murder of all time by a leader over land a friend wanted, nothing more. Instead they made him the sle hero of the era. Yet with all the good Lee did in his life, his leadership of the south, during a war that has been bastardized is all he will be known for. So sad. Thank you for having the courage to write about it, however minimally, and for doing so with a nod to fact.