I'm extremely sensitive to meds. When I was on the vent in ICU a couple years ago, I guess I gave them a hard time, because I had restraints on both wrists. I was in there 2 weeks.
After I was transferred to acute care, my daughter began telling me some very embarassing stories. The first one was (and I have no idea how I managed to do it) I call her number, and left the following message on her answering machine. "Laurell, you better not put your feet on the floor! A green monster is waiting to grab your tootsies! How do I know? My feet are sticking out."
I was also told the following day I did that, I again called her number. My son-in-law answered, and I sang Polly Wolly Doodle to him." He then hung up the phone, and said to Laurell, "You know what your mom just did? She replied, "Hard to tell." Then he told her I sang Polly Wolly Doodle to him, to which he added, "Ya know, I think they've legalized the use of medical marijhuana in that hospital, and are giving some to your mom."
Incident number 3 occured a few days later. I have a nurse friend who at the time, worked at a local physicians group. She was the triage nurse at the time. I called her at that office, and told her to help me with I don't remember what, and then said, "You have pull."
Incident number 4 I phoned another friend. When she answered, I said, "DEEP!" She asked again, what I was trying to tell her. I said, "DEEP!" After the third time of her telling me to say what I wanted because she was in a hurry, I said, "DEEP!"
After I was discharged, I sent for my medical records. On one page, a femail physician, and a very nice person, quoted, "I stood there for a half hour trying to descipher what she was saying. When I asked her a question, she would answer with a totally off the wall remark. Nothing she said made any sense." I asked my daughter about that, and she told me when I was asked a question, I would reply with an answer to a question that was asked far earlier.