Wired

Some days in the hospital were discouraging and lonely. I was doing a lot of sleeping and then BOOM along came the steroids. Dr. K talked to Karen and me about them. He told her to be sure to watch how I reacted to the steroids that in some instances they changed a person's personality. I might become "mean" while I was on such high doses. He asked her to watch for "signs that my personality was changing". I have still not lived down that comment with my friends. I remember Karen and Becky teasing me that they would be careful from now on around me just in case I acted "mean". HONESTLY!! My personality might as well change. Everything else was turned upside down. :/ I still blame it on the steroids almost 7 years later if I say something short with someone. :)
I don't think my personality changed but I was wired to the max. There was no sleeping on the steroids! My legs jerked and my hands shook. I remember sitting in a chair in the hospital room one day listening to my Walkman. It had been almost 3 days since I had really slept. I had a couple of very short catnaps but no real sleep. I prayed and prayed that God would just let me sleep. It was a very challenging few days.I was struggling to be well enough to make it through the surgery. I met with each of the 4 surgeons in the group and asked Dr. R to do my surgery. I felt the most comfortable with him. They were all pretty cocky but he looked at my eyes when he talked to me and the others did not. I have noticed that I have said that about my doctors a couple of times. It was important to me to be seen as a person who had feelings and not just a patient.

“The precepts of the LORD are right, giving joy to the heart. The commands of the LORD are radiant, giving light to the eyes.” Psalm: 19:8