I’m maybe not who you’re looking to hear from but I can provide a patient perspective.
I never refused my medications but there was a point where I was rude, mean and difficult. For me it was a combination of things. I was tired of being sick, tired of the hospital and wanted to leave but wasn’t well enough, struggling with loss of control and scared.
I did snap out of it and made a point to apologize to the staff I had mistreated. Ultimately it was a negative expression of everything I was feeling because I didn’t know how to process and handle it appropriately.
Those lumps are cats, and those cats have names. And those names are Amber, Milky Way, Diane, and Lumpy.