As most people know, I've been in the hospital for 5 days. That's right, 5 days. I suppose I will give you the short, sweet, condensed version. You don't need to know all of the annoying bits and pieces, like staring at the wall, being closed in a room, and having everyone you see wearing a mask. Yay!
Here's what happened:
Tuesday, November 2nd
Terrible headache began around 10 a.m. Meds did not help.
Went to hair appointment to find out that it was LAST Tuesday at 2 p.m. Damn. Head is hurting so bad I can't see. I go vote. I can barely make it home, because the sun is hurting my eyes. I thought it was a migraine. I begin to dry heave when I get in the door (which is not fun with a terrible headache).
Try to sleep. Chills. Wake up with 102.5 fever.
Michael gets home, tries to take care of me. Headache is the worst I have ever, ever had. I can't move my head in any direction, my neck is killing me, and tears are rolling down my face. It was worse than childbirth.
Wednesday, November 3rd
Headache there when I wake up, but feels better. Fever broke the night before. Called Mom, told her I was feeling better. Yay. 11 a.m., game over - called Michael to take me to Urgent Care.
Urgent Care turned into the ER at Summerlin. The doctor immediately said Meningitis, and ordered a CT scan and Lumbar Puncture (spinal tap). I passed out and started semi-convulsing, so they weren't able to get anything out. I was admitted.
Thursday - Sunday, November 4 - 7th
Procedures, pokes, prods, doctors, nurses, lack of sleep, peeing a lot, and not seeing anyone. Quarantine for 5 days, where everyone had to wear masks and gloves, including my own family. The door had to be shut at all times, and people were in and out of my room 6 times a night taking my blood and vitals.
So, to summarize:
Total Doctors: Neurologist (with Nurse Practitioner), General doctor, Infectious Disease doctor.
Total Days in Hospital: 6 days, 5 nights
Total Days with a migraine: 4 (3 days with pain meds)
Total Procedures: 1 CT scan, 3 total Lumbar Punctures (spinal tap), 2 MRI's, 6 total IV's, 2 swollen wrists, 19 individual needle pricks (from drawing blood), 4 days of receiving the strongest antibiotics available, potassium drip ,and lots of pain medications.
Final Verdict: Viral Meningitis, caused by an unknown virus, and complicated by an atypical migraine. I am not longer contagious. I should not be taking ibuprofen in the future, as the Infectious Disease doc says it made my condition worse. Migraine medicines have been prescribed as a preventative measure against future apocalyptic migraines like the one I experienced.
I am still not 100%, so I am not sure if I am going to work this week. I already had Thursday and Friday off, but I may just go in for a couple of hours on Wednesday. We'll see how I feel, and what my discharge instructions are.
To conclude, this whole thing sucked. I tried to stay positive, but getting my spine poked, my brain looked at, and my skin assaulted isn't fun, not to mention that I haven't seen Naomi in a week. The most difficult thing in this whole experience is not being able to see her. It really kind of ripped me apart.
Thank you to all who sent positive thoughts my way - I definitely felt the love. Special thanks to my family for wanting to kick the hospital staff that didn't know how to communicate, and especially my Mom who made an emergency trip from Illinois to stay until the end of this coming week. We couldn't have done this without her.
I'm looking forward to being back to normal. In the meantime, I'm going to go rest. I've got a life to live.