While I'm waiting for Jimmy to sit down with me to write the blog on my 30 day stint at Jewish, I thought I'd share some of the strange effects the pain killers had on me. I was constantly visited by people who weren't there. They generally would sit next to my bed, just visible with my peripheral vision...of course, they never spoke, but they annoyed me none the less. I usually told them to go away and they did. Mind you, this meant I appeared to be talking to myself or the nurse/aide/doctor who happened to be in the room. I had to explain that I wasn't talking to them, but the person who wasn't really there. One day, a Tarc bus drove by my windows. I was surprised because I was on the third floor. A really annoying occurence was the white mist that was constantly covering my room. Also, the wallpaper had very small specks on it that moved around like bugs. The strangest hallucination I had was the last day or two of my 30 day stay. They moved me from the room I had been in because they realized that I had been in the smallest, darkest room they had for nearly a month. They decided to put me in a very nice, large room with windows, hardwood floors, an armoir, and chaise lounge for Jimmy. I imagined that there was a secret corridor behind the fancy mirror on the wall and that the nurse, her husband, and teenage daughter lived there with their cats. I actually saw them and heard them when the mirror was 'open'. I even told them that I couldn't be around cats after the transplant and they promised to keep them out of my room. I also apparently told my mom and brother that the room was haunted, plus I had small men hidden under my bed. When I tell you what happened during my 30 day stay, these hallucinations will make a lot more sense. I hope to get to that tonight; from what I hear, it's a wild and sometimes scary story. Until then, take care.
Becky
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