Dawn on Steroids- Day 1 (read quickly, or not at all)

So I was talking to Donna Marie tonight, and telling her about all of the steroids I have to take to clear up this mess of mine. It’s the kind where you take 6 the first day, 5 the second, all the way down to one dose. She had to use these one time to clear up an allergic reaction in her nasal passages, and mentioned how they gave her a ton of energy, and that by the 4th day (when you only have 3 to take) she became aggressive to those around her. And I realized that I have been feeling odd today, and thought I would keep track of how I am reacting to my steroid treatments.

The main thing I have noticed today that has gotten progressively worse is that I am dizzy- at least in the sense that when I first look somewhere, my eyes take a moment to focus, but it’s not so much that they are slow, it’s that I want to look in more than one place at one time. And I’ve been pacing a lot- and with my foot hurting like this, pacing is not a good thing. Into the back room at work, can’t remember what I came there for, into the store, into the back, etc. Pacing in the kitchen while eating dinner, going to the sink to wash my hands, and instead, cleaning all of the dishes and putting them in the dishwasher, walking away and walking back to wash my hands.

I’m shaky. But that seems to happen with almost every medication I ever take. And I'm starving, but I'm almost always starving.

I have the urge to talk a lot, and quickly- which has been true since the other day after my steroid injection. Today, I was talking to a co-worker, and kept thinking I was done, and then thinking of another relevant point, and not really keeping my mouth shut about my opinions either- is this going to get worse? If you’ve made it this far I think you’re truly a friend and I will shut up for now because I can’t sit at the computer any longer. But I’ll let you know what I dream about tonight-
Like last night- we watched Memoirs of a Geisha, and all night I had an Asian woman narrating all of my dreams, and I think I gave birth once or twice, which has nothing to do with the movie, or reality because I’m not pregnant. But, I was reading Donna Marie’s blog about her birthing classes, and remembering the birth we watched in high school, and well, now I’ll stop, or try to stop.