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Prednisone made me crazy.
Aug. 9th, 2010 04:52 amI am so, so, SO GLAD that I have the husband I do. Women tell me fairly often that they "don't know how I do it" (5 kids or homeschooling or whatever): GRANT IS HOW I DO IT.
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_delphiki_ was right (in content and in that I did not want to hear it :p) and prednisone made me crazy. Ear infections cause irritability and dizziness anyway, but I was going off the deep end. Grant listened to my nonsense, gave me love and affection and ultimately release because, really, I am somebody who that always works for...and then let me sleep from evening til 4 am when he woke me with food and antibiotics. Then he held me and patted me and so on as I spent HOURS AND HOURS exhausted and sleepy, AND anxious and restless, at the same time, drifting in and out of nightmares. It was bad. Frantically praying and then waking up finding I had been asleep, just layers and layers of dreaming and not that I can't even separate. Finally I was sleeping-sleeping again, until 2 in the afternoon.
I woke up dizzy and disoriented to find that everyone had been put to bed well with their teeth brushed and Jake's antibiotics administered and he went and got everyone food and cooked a good spaghetti dinner as the evening progressed and I did uber productive things like doze on a chair and doze in the bed and doze on the couch...he pushed back work things to rub my shoulders and watch Weeds with me behind closed pocket doors.
And now I'm basically back to normal (I think/hope?) aside from STILL HAVING AN EAR INFECTION and we've been joking and laughing as we input my Usborne orders and do his HCN time sheet for last week and make plans for school schedules and talk about my brother and whatnot.
I love when we can take care of each other. By this evening as I was getting better he was worn down and I rubbed his head, and made a list for him of things that will be better in one month (there are quite a few), and sat around with him while he played Street Fighter (which he loves, and I am not always willing to do :p).
So yeah - I have questioned my overall mental health and longevity before, mostly due to ptsd, but I've never felt like I was actually currently completely nuts. That was ridiculous. I mean...wth. I did not want to recognize that I wasn't upset about valid things in the moment but as the hours passed it was very obvious that something was not ok.
I'll be at my third ENT appt in a week tomorrow morning...did some research tonight, and tubes are looking better all the time. They actually sound like heaven right about now and I already qualify. Cost could definitely be a factor :/ I'm insured but with a high deductible we haven't met yet. We'll see I guess.
All seven kittens are 5 days old, visibly (slightly) bigger, and seeming to do great. It's nice, Chrysanthemum is really chill with us and today we started tentatively (one at a time, right by the nest) holding them and she seems very ok with it. Kind of watches us, then settles down purring again. They are insanely adorable and will be photographed more shortly.
I think
_delphiki_ was right (in content and in that I did not want to hear it :p) and prednisone made me crazy. Ear infections cause irritability and dizziness anyway, but I was going off the deep end. Grant listened to my nonsense, gave me love and affection and ultimately release because, really, I am somebody who that always works for...and then let me sleep from evening til 4 am when he woke me with food and antibiotics. Then he held me and patted me and so on as I spent HOURS AND HOURS exhausted and sleepy, AND anxious and restless, at the same time, drifting in and out of nightmares. It was bad. Frantically praying and then waking up finding I had been asleep, just layers and layers of dreaming and not that I can't even separate. Finally I was sleeping-sleeping again, until 2 in the afternoon.I woke up dizzy and disoriented to find that everyone had been put to bed well with their teeth brushed and Jake's antibiotics administered and he went and got everyone food and cooked a good spaghetti dinner as the evening progressed and I did uber productive things like doze on a chair and doze in the bed and doze on the couch...he pushed back work things to rub my shoulders and watch Weeds with me behind closed pocket doors.
And now I'm basically back to normal (I think/hope?) aside from STILL HAVING AN EAR INFECTION and we've been joking and laughing as we input my Usborne orders and do his HCN time sheet for last week and make plans for school schedules and talk about my brother and whatnot.
I love when we can take care of each other. By this evening as I was getting better he was worn down and I rubbed his head, and made a list for him of things that will be better in one month (there are quite a few), and sat around with him while he played Street Fighter (which he loves, and I am not always willing to do :p).
So yeah - I have questioned my overall mental health and longevity before, mostly due to ptsd, but I've never felt like I was actually currently completely nuts. That was ridiculous. I mean...wth. I did not want to recognize that I wasn't upset about valid things in the moment but as the hours passed it was very obvious that something was not ok.
I'll be at my third ENT appt in a week tomorrow morning...did some research tonight, and tubes are looking better all the time. They actually sound like heaven right about now and I already qualify. Cost could definitely be a factor :/ I'm insured but with a high deductible we haven't met yet. We'll see I guess.
All seven kittens are 5 days old, visibly (slightly) bigger, and seeming to do great. It's nice, Chrysanthemum is really chill with us and today we started tentatively (one at a time, right by the nest) holding them and she seems very ok with it. Kind of watches us, then settles down purring again. They are insanely adorable and will be photographed more shortly.
