Mood swings, irritability, anxiety, insomnia
I had steroid injections in my spine yesterday for sciatica. Not a big thing.
I’ve had one once before – when my kids were really small.
I remember afterward wanting to claw my (ex) husband’s eyeballs out.
I often had that desire but this was different; this time I considered acting on it.
I eventually put two and two together and realized that the added Oomph was because I had just been loaded up on “Roids”.
Well, I really like TAM and have no interest in clawing his eyes out, so when I didn’t feel any anger or aggression towards him I thought I was in the clear.
I left his house this morning to run an errand and in a matter of 15 minutes, I:
Got miffed enough at the front door covid tester to say something snarky under my breath and then stew about it until I finished shopping and moved on to saying something snarky directly to people who had blocked the parking lot. In my out-loud voice.
I didn’t have too long to fester about that one though because I rapidly advanced to sobbing through the drive-through phone, pleading with the pharmacist to save me from my agony.
I apparently really needed her to save me from myself.
high desert darlin' 