I am quite simply, not at all interested in conventional anabolic steroids.
Corticosteroids...well yes, those are necessary if I wish to forego being flayed alive. Ever tried, for example, having to walk using feet that have been literally flensed down to the bare, pink and plama-leaking muscle? It doesn't come highly recommended. And the feet are the worst place for it to happen too, short of eyes, dick, chocolate starfish etc (never happened, never want it to either

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I did once get my hand 'degloved', which is pretty much what it sounds like, when I was just out of my teens. I was wearing gloves too at the time, but they weren't what the term implies.
Spilled quite a bit of thionyl chloride over my hand, and it ate right through the steel spiked leather gloves I was wearing at the time, then continued on to eat ME. I quickly removed the glove of the affected hand, and it took my palm with it. Or what was left of it. That wasn't so bad as having it happen to my feet, which it will do if I don't use the corticosteroid (clobetasol propionate), because I could at least walk around and do things using the unburnt hand after the SOCl2 spill. Hurt of course, but nothing like having all the flesh fall off the soles and sides of my feet. Docs just put me recently on the clobetasol to replace the one I was using, mometasone. I just looked it up (clobetasol propionate that is) and for this kind of thing its the most potent corticosteroid listed in the BNF. I don't like to use it often at all due to its strength, so I only use it at the beginning of a flare of this fucking autoimmune shite, when I get warning that things are going to kick off; such as my ankles swelling up like overfilled balloons.
As for the body weight, there is absolutely no fat to loose. I'd like to be able to build up again though. I CAN'T drop the opiates (oxy for breakthrough, morphine for my regular, workhorse pain med), if I did, I would barely be able to leave the house. When I have to get on the bike to go to the docs after running out so as to pick up my refills (no limit, other than quantity over given time, there isn't a set number of refills, its just done automatically on repeat) its absolute agony if I'm having a bad day, and its been bad enough before I've had to have the pharmacist give me my oxy and chlormethiazole while I sit waiting for the rest of everything to be filled, and then insufflate 50-70mg of oxy right then and there, although I sometimes leave the pharmacy itself and go round the corner to do that if I have to.
I'm alright getting back home, but getting to the pharmacy itself is NOT pleasant. Without the pain meds, I can't lie down a lot of the time, either on my front, on my back or either side, because its just fucking murder.