Thank you so much for "making me well" while "making me crazy." I appreciate the fact that physicians are guessing when it comes to diagnosis and a 3 week, head splitting, tennis ball green snot blowing, infection. But YOUR DRUGS ARE MAKING ME CRAZY.
Why do you call it a Z-pack anyway? Z for...zany? Your z-pack has done nothing for me except nullify all my other medications. My thyroid? Totally inactive. I now sleep all day. And when I am awake? My hormones are zoinkers. I could have thrown my t.v. out the window today while playing an innocent game of wii Billards. I finally just threw the wii-mote across the room, stormed upstairs and lay in my bed crying. Over a wii game. Psycho.
Thank you, too, for turning the lymph nodes in my neck into hot coals. Between the mood alterations, lack of head pounding relief, and sleep, I am a freaking mess. A mess!
Hugs and sleepy kisses,