I just got out of a week-long hospital stay. Two weeks ago, I began having a chronic migraine, and tension in my neck and shoulders so intense I couldn't turn my head. I blamed it on stress and kept on with my usual routine: worrying about my mother. I went to a family care clinic, got some meds for tension and my head, but it did absolutely nothing. The third day in, I collapsed. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. The pain was just that debilitating. My mother rushed me to the ER.

They immediately began treating me for meningitis, and x-rays/CTs of my lungs showed a severe case of pneumonia.

If you have never experienced a Spinal Tap, I pray you never will. It was a horrific experience. The technician hit a major nerve, which sent razor-like pain through my right leg. The nurse told me that people could hear me screaming from the parking lot.

I vomited at regular intervals; I couldn't eat. I couldn't drink. I was IV-bound. It was a miserable, painful week.


On to my Mother:


The lung-tests showed a small nodule in her right lung. But the doctor isn't very concerned about it. Her lungs aren't the cause of her problem.

It's her heart. One of the ventricles seems to have become deformed and the prognosis isn't good.