I’d be interested to know the experiences of other people because since I’ve been in hospital I’ve been on a high dose and the effect is basically I have had very little sleep.

I mean like none or one or two hours

I also been troubled for the first time in my life by thoughts about suicide

Some other medication I’m on can have suicide as a side effect…..

And do you get help … Surprisingly I have not got any help. ISO surprisingly because a lot of people are put on steroids inhydrases when suffering from things like rheumatoid arthritis flare-ups….

Knowledge about the effect must exist but why don’t the doctors or nurses in the hospital know ?

Trouble sleeping while the hospital is not unusual which have sleep to this diminished degree is torture.

All sorts of insomnia seem to be ignored or even laughed at. In my view it could cause trauma if you’re in the hospital for more than two or three days and you’re being given drugs with these side effects.

In addition it can cause type 2 diabetes osteoporisis… How many other problems ?

Are we afraid of being labeled mental ill if we complain?

Sitting all alone in an unknown coffee shop

My shoes were full of water, I wasn’t really there

I was trapped inside the greenhouse, emitting a red stare

Now I have no handbag, I’m carrying a mop

I’m going to the library I am feeling quite unreal

I said I’d meet my sister, I could tell her how I feel.

In my cappuccinos the fosm has just congealed

I don’t like the books here not even just to steal.

I went to an exhibition, the price was rather high

I thought that it was textiles I hope they will be silk

But see there’s Tracey Emin, she’s embroidering a quilt

I can look upwards I can see the starry sky

I’m sitting in the coffee shop, I don’t like that milk

I suppose I better drink it or I will surely wilt

My eyes were on the ceiling staring down at me

They never told me this is so,oh chemotherapy.

I stared at them, they stared at me,whatever could I do?

I could not say a single word,. I had not got a clue.

So I WhatsApped my sister,she was not surprised.

When it all comes down to it, we’re glad that you’re alive

With one eye on the ceiling and one eye on the floor

How am I expected to walk right through the door?

They tell me once they tell me twice they tell me 50 times

When you write some poetry please don’t use no rhymes.

Then we had a spelling test and I failed all the words

But I was good as algebra and calculating surds

The whole thing is confusing when the eyes come  out the head

You better put them straight back in, remember what Dad said

And if you need some spectacles then you must have a face

I wrote on the ceiling, you’d better watch this space

I told a lie I told some more then I told 25

You must believe me when I say I’m the smartest poet alive.

I know my 10 times tables I know the spelling best

I hope that when I pass by you, that I will pass the test