One interesting fact that I read recently was that many MS patients (as well as patients with any other neurological disorders) have trouble dreaming. I’ve not had trouble being able to dream, but I have noticed that lately I’ve been having much more vivid dreams, some of them more nightmarish than anything else.
In the past, I’ve never really been able to remember much from my dreams, and when I do remember I don’t usually remember much. Most of the time my memorable past nightmares involved hiding from someone in an abandoned barn. So analyze that.
When I realized I was remembering a lot more from my dreams than usual (a couple weeks ago), I decided to make note of each of these dreams, and I’ve noticed a pattern: I have a vivid dream or nightmare every week on the night that I do my Avonex injection.
Now that I’ve figured out how much water I need to drink to be fully hydrated before an injection, I’ve overcome most of the side effects that I initially experienced (fever, chills, headache, waking up dehydrated). The randomly crazy acne that came on over the first couple of weeks is all but gone, too.
But once I noticed the pattern, I realized that perhaps my dreams/nightmares were related to Avonex. And Google helped me out a little bit, leading me to several websites where posters complained of the same problem. One poster said she was dreaming the “weirdest things EVER” and that totally describes the weekly weirdness I’m experiencing. I inject around 7 or 8:00, and when I go to bed I proceed to have super-weird, super-vivid dreams.
EXAMPLE (What I’m sure you’re all waiting for):
A lot of the nightmares I’ve had in the past two months since I started Avonex have been super scary, but this week’s was so weird it’s almost laughable how strange it was, so here’s a dreammare for you.
This week I injected on Sunday (I have been slowly moving the injection back to the weekend one day at a time so that it will not be on a school night once school starts back). I went to bed Sunday night and dreamed that I hired an hitman to kill four people. I did not know these people. Or, rather, I should say that I did not know them, but obviously dream-me knew them.
I kept trying to tell dream-me not to hire the hitman (who was not played by Jamie Foxx, much as I wish he was). However, dream-me would not listen to me-me and went on with the plan.
Anyway, the hitman came back to my house to inform me that the job was finished and presented me with a gift to thank me for hiring him. I think it says a lot about my personality that, even in a dream in which I am hiring someone to kill people, I am careful to hire only the most polite of hitmen. So what did he get me?
He got me four of these Angry Birds plush toys. Specifically, he got me the red, yellow, black, and white ones (because everyone knows that the blue one is useless unless you’re trying to kill a pig in a room made entirely of glass). The hitman told me this was proof that the job was done. This is not proof of an accomplished hit, but because dream-me is stupid, she totally let this pass and accepted the thank-you birds.
This is where this dream/nightmare (I don’t know which to call it, because while the subject matter is kind of scary, it’s also somewhat hilarious) gets especially ridiculous. Obviously if I come into possession of a plush toy of any kind, I immediately give it to Killer, who loves “new toy” more than any other phrase. However, dream-me didn’t give the toys to Killer… she put them on the nightstand. I mean, come on. Who is this person? First she hires a hitman, then she accepts Angry Birds plush toys as proof/thanks, and now she doesn’t even give one to Killer? What is WRONG?
Anyway, the dreammare came to a conclusion as the cops came to my house to question me about the disappearance of these four people. All probably would have worked out well for crazy dream-me, except the cops saw the Angry Birds plush toys and KNEW THEY WERE A THANK-YOU FROM A HITMAN BECAUSE APPARENTLY THESE ARE A COMMON GIFT FROM HITMEN TO THE PEOPLE WHO HIRE THEM. I mean, really. Where does my brain come up with this stuff?
After the cops revealed that they knew the origin of my Angry Birds, I woke up. So, kind of a lame ending. We will never know what happened to dream-me after her evildoings.
I don’t see these dreams/nightmares as a reason to stop taking Avonex. What am I, a seven year old who’s afraid of the dark? I can handle a nightmare or crazy dream once a week if it will keep me walking longer. But is it weird? Heck yes it’s weird.
Have you ever experienced vivid nightmares/dreams as a side effect from medication? Or at all?