Something about being ill and prescribed Steroids gives me, “vivid” dreams and, auditory hallucinations? They always have. When I was a child and was medicated for a bad asthma flare up, I had the craziest dreams. I used to sleep walk and sleep talk and see and hear all kinds of stuff. — I don’t recall if I’ve written about these here before or not but each of the dreams began with a pulsing rainbow colored light, that was more like a mist or a heavy fog rolling in. — In one dream, I awoke standing on my bed with arms outstretched towards a floating heart in my room. Someone or something was telling me to eat it. To just take a bite, which I knew was totally morally wrong yet I ended up doing it. The next part I didn’t remember, just that my mother told me I had run into the living room crying and bawling that I was ashamed of what I had done.
She had no clue I was still in a sense, half in my dream and half in reality??
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The next dream like this was really frightening. Apparently, there was an aircraft in the sky with passengers that were slowly dying because I had failed to place large wicker baskets of oxygen as cargo. Because of my mistake, they were all dying, and I was upset and telling my mother that when the last one died, I would also die. She was trying to wake me from my “dream’ even though my eyes were open throughout this whole ordeal I was explaining. She took me into the kitchen for a glass of water when I suddenly gasped and said, “I’m dead.”
My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I collapsed onto the kitchen floor.
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These episodes were really terrifying for my parents and, myself, as I had half awareness of what was going on, but I was unable to snap back fully into reality.
Now as an adult, I don’t sleep walk anymore, though, I think I still talk in my sleep, some. But! For some crazy messed up reason, on Prednisone; I hear things. Voices or super loud sounds that wake me up in a panic enough to go check the house, and the yard, and all the windows.
I don’t get it.
Who knows, but thankfully, It was a short dose and I can hopefully get back to sleeping soundly.