I'm completely exhausted right now because although things are looking up this last week has been a hellish whirlwind.
I had a Lumbar Puncture, better known as a Spinal Tap on Wed. It was the second one i've had. The first time it went off without a hitch, but of course this time I couldn't be soo lucky.
I ended up being one of the 20% with the biggest brain ache in the universe that wouldn't go away. I was of course hopped up on pain meds but not even my ridiculous high dose of Loratab could keep the little men hammering away at my skull at ease.
This is the band Spinal Tap. Yes, I know, they have nothing to do with my adventures this week, but believe it or not they are actually much less scary then a picture of the real thing....probably cus they are fictitious.
I'm a he-woman warrior though and stuck it out...that was until I got this mysterious pain that started at my sternum and flushed throughout my right breast and back.
At first it felt like bad acid re flux/heartburn mixed in with a under wire bra that was two sizes too small, but then it started radiating and I collapsed to the floor.
My eyes were bursting in pain from the headache and my heart was playing ping pong along with my blood pressure. But i could barely notice it because of pressure spiraling out of control in my chest, arm and back.
I've never been in that much pain in my entire life...and that's saying something. I really wondered if i was having some sort of heart attack.
So I finally gave in and let my parents take me to the ER. An X-ray, Cat Scan and one "blood patch" later along with a heavy continual dose of morphine my body finally calmed down from its Barnum and Bailey audition.
I was put on 24hr flat bed rest yet again, making it a total of about 48hrs just lying on my back this week.
Oi.
Thank heavens I've got my peeps JN and CG to come and keep me company at my grandparents. CG works in the death business and after my fiascos we started talking about my death, which comes up often, and my grandma informed him that when I die she has a dress that may work for me.
Yup, granma is gonna out live me.
Weirdly i'm very comfortable with that.
Best part of this week, I now have a bruise that's sort of in the shape of lips. I've always wanted a tramp stamp...
