How many times are we really forced to be cut off from the world? No contact with others, no looking at social media or watching the news. Well, this past week, I was forced to do just that. On November 17th, I underwent a spinal tap for something that I thought would be a piece of cake. Most people would be concerned if they knew that they had to get a 6 inch needle stuck into their spine while awake, which of course I was, but not many people would think that the worst part would be the events that come after it. As I was sitting in the hospital bed getting ready for my procedure, I was wondering, "Is this going to hurt?", "Do I want to be awake?, and "What will it even feel like?" Once they made the incision I was relieved to know that I was worrying myself for nothing. Yea, there was a little bit of pain but by no means was it anything that I was expecting. (Thank god)
Fortunately, the procedure itself only lasted about a total of 30 minutes. After leaving the hospital just a little sore, I remember thinking, "Wow, that's really it?" Little did I know that a sore back was just the beginning of my many symptoms. One little thing that people don't emphasize on is that the removal of spinal fluid has the chance of causing the nerves in your brain to compress, irritate, and give an loss of equilibrium leading to a migraine. Of course, with my luck, that was exactly what happened to me. The next 4 days would most likely remain the worst of my life. They would include a debilitating migraine, constant vomiting, the inability to eat, the inability to drink, complete loss of balance, the inability to walk, and extreme sensitivity to bright light and loud noises, all for 4 days without an hour of relief. I did not eat, I did not sleep, I did not drink, simply because I could not. Instead, all I could do was lay in the dark, in pain, in quiet, while I patiently wait for the horror of symptoms to end. My head felt as if it were being stabbed in the most excruciating way possible and there was absolutely no way for me to get relief until those 4 days were done. What else was there that I could do? All I could really do was lay there in complete silence and darkness and think, because hey, what other options did I have?