I got gowned up and slipped on the very attractive disposable pants which were very much like a shower cap with leg holes, I couldn't figure out which way they were meant to go but on they went and I hoisted them up with all their glory.
I only panicked once and then I did the shuffle to the theatre hoping a large gust of wind didn't bare my disposable knicker adorned arse to the rest of the ward.
The operating table was very narrow and very hard so I was on my side, my gown undone and my arse was once again on show to the theatre staff, I obviously had hoiked up the perilous pants too far as the doctor asked the nurse to pull them down quite a few times. Also it was blooming freezing in there and all the male nurses were called James, it was quite confusing, every second or so someone leaned over my arse, smiled, introduced themselves as James and asked if I was ok.
Anyway the needle went in, I leaked the csf fluid, they got the pressure and told me it was very high, I was patched up and James number 3 told me to "do a roll of faith" onto the trolley, I liked James number 3, James number 2 seemed like he needed more coffee and James number 1 had been too close to my arse watching the doctor do his thing.
I went into recovery for 20 minutes as my blood pressure dropped and then was wheeled back to my cubical, I felt fine off I went home all sorted.
Someone has removed my brain and replaced it with bricks and someone is bashing the bricks everytime I move, what is this fresh hell?
Seriously why can I not sit or stand up without pain..........
*reads discharge notes*
"side effect of headache quite common, drink plenty, drink caffeine, take pain killers"
I do all these things, in agony, go to bed early hoping it goes away.
Nope head is still made of bricks and more people are smashing them, oh and nausea now and vomiting how lovely.
I tolerated the pain all day but I look and feel terrible so I phone up my ward I was on for a bit of advice and they aren't happy with the way I'm feeling, so I have to go back in to hospital. Not as easy as it sounds as my mum was working, my dad was playing in his brass band and hubs has to watch the children, so I travelled to A&E in a rapid response ambulance, that was fun apart from trying not to throw up, was admitted to hospital and shoved in a cupboard with a drip as there are no beds.
Finally after seeing a consultant comfy bed and oramorph, lovely anaesthetist comes to see me and explains that the place where the needle punctured during my lumbar puncture to get my csf fluid, is leaking and that is causing the immense headaches and why I only get relief when lying down. It should heal but I've just been unlucky but it's not uncommon for some people to experience this, hopefully in a few days I'll feel better.
The light is hurting my head so I decide to wear my sunglasses in my hospital bed, it was a good idea as I eventually fell asleep and they kept the lights on until 1am!!!!! I looked like a diva but I wasn't in pain which was a winner.
Feeling a bit better and allowed to go home with oramorph.
Boredom has took over but I'm still in pain, I'm hoping that I'll feel better enough tomorrow to be able to sit up and not have to lie down all the time.