The moment of truth has arrived. I was in the hospital for a couple of days at the end of the month of September. I thought I was given an antibiotic for a UTI, but my records on MyChart does not show I was taking one for eight days. I looked at my list of meds and shared it with JP my caregiver, and she did not see that there was an antibiotic listed. We both saw that a probiotic called Culturelle was listed. While at the hospital, no one told me or JP if I had a UTI. Also, I was hospitalized for two days. I was hallucinating big time. I thought I was hearing Miley Cyrus, her Dad, Billy Ray Cyrus, Emily Osment, and while watching Rizzoli & Isles, they were talking about getting to Janesville to help me and Rizzoli played by Angie Harmon was going on about helping me and getting all the details from her workers and was asked to turn her hear white for me. I even saw Emily Osment say on TV on a so-called special that her kidney was a match and was planning on coming to Janesville to help out. Mind you, I am seeing and hearing things, okay? I am hallucinating like I was in 2019, but as bad because I have a UTI. I even thought that Joni Eareckson-Tada was here. I thought I heard my brother out in the hallway meeting everyone. Again, remember, I am hallucinating. Now Rizzoli and Isles has not been running for a while; it is playing in syndication on cable channels. Hannah Montana runs on syndication on Disney+. Let me explain further if you are still confused. I am tired of getting sick somehow.
When I hallucinated back in 2019, it was because I was taking Ativan for blood pressure. Within four days I began to feel, taste, see, and smell things that were not really there. The nurses put in a camera in my room because I kept trying to get out of bed and walk with my walker, and one time I had gotten near the closed door of my room, and I had fallen against the wall, and a nurse came running into my room and saw me go down. Because I was hallucinating, I felt my walker trying to stop me from walking forward. The next time I remember is waking up and having been cathedral with bag to collect my urine, and that I had my head checked for anything out of the ordinary. Wow, right? Maybe so, but not fun.
A hallucination I had was the hospital was being hit by black balls with fire, and the camera turned into a breaded man wearing a hat, and where the on light was little fires were landing all over my bed, and I was hitting them as they came, and I could feel the bedspread creep up to try to smother me. I heard a voice telling me to end my life, but I told that voice I love Jesus.
During my time of hallucinations, I never left my room. I really did not know who was coming and going. Because of my hallucinating episodes, my stay in the hospital was a little longer. The doctor stopped giving me Ativan and was starting to get back to normal until a nurse DID NOT see the note and gave me a dose and I went loopy again.want to hear what else happened? Ok, let me tell you.
I thought President Trump was coming to take care of things in Janesville, Wisconsin. Remember the black balls of fire hitting the hospital and patients were being taken to safety. Well, I hallucinated that firemen and rescue teams were taking patients out through the windows and pushing the beds to safety. Cuckoo, right? Right! What a trip. I was also saying in a microphone that we need to get along with people no matter what their status was politically. Was I helping the President?I must have, but that is not all I saw in my hallucinating state of mind.
I had strange dreams. I dreamt that a nurse had a twin who was not a nice, and she took her sister’s place, and I found the nice nurse bound and gagged in a closet of her home and rescued her, and having her sister arrested for trying to harm her. Did the nurse really have a twin? I do not believe so. I also dreamt that a nurse was coming to take care of me by giving my meds and get my vitals. She had walked into my room and a nurse had asked for the nurse to help. The nurse said she needed to take of the crazy person first. Now, if a nurse really said, “Let me take care of this crazy person I here.” out loud or the nurse would have a talking to and let go. How I understand it was a bad dream, I told my doctor Dr. A what a saw and heard during my hallucinating state, and if a nurse said that her job could be in jeopardy or no more. Glad it was a dream. Another hallucination I had was even more frightening.
I saw a girl with a blue aura as well as a white aura about her. She was reading a book. I asked she what she was reading, a x she showed me. I even saw a cat waking about my room above me. For some reason, I found this cat not a threat. When I had trouble breathing the cat would come to help with cool air. Weird, right? Most definitely. I never left the room, but I remember a dream I had as if I just awakened from a bad dream. Here it goes.
I dreamt that the White House was being bombed and hit with black balls with fire. The President was not very happy with me. Other people were around me and were upset with me because I was considered a terrorist. I was put in a room while others were ushered into a glass inclosure waiting to evacuate the White House. All I could do was lay there and do my best not to move or say anything. Waking up to that dream could not have come any faster or fast enough.
