Treatment

Friday, December 2nd:
I'm in the hospital and diagnosed with Guillain Barre Syndrome. The pins and needles have moved to my hips and elbows. The neurologist starts the 5 day IV treatment. After Day 1 I feel the same except now I have a nasty headache.

Saturday, December 3rd:
The doctor thinks the headache is from the IV and slows down the input from two hours to eight. By the afternoon, we decide the head ache is from the spinal tap. The nurses give me everything from Advil to oxycodone (which made me feel like I had drank four vodkas) but nothing worked.

Sunday, December 4th: 
I want to shoot myself.
Can't move.
Throw up on the Physical Therapist.
Headache so bad.
Ready for blood patch.
Have to wait until Monday.

Monday, December 5th:
The blood patch (which stops the leaking spinal fluid causing the head ache) is delayed until 11 am. The pain is amazing, and by 11 I'm begging them to put me out of my misery. I'm pretty sure I offered my first born (my mom is a meany jerk - Emily, the one writing this). By the time I get to radiation, I was telling them they didn't need to wait for the novacaine to kick in. By the time I got back up to my room, the head ache was gone. It was a lovely day.

Tuesday, December 6th: 
Tuesday was the last day of the 5 day IV treatment. I can now tell that it is working, and the tingling has moved back down my body. First serious day with physical therapy and I could walk half way around the nurses' station with a walker. My spiderwomen held their meeting in my hospital room that night which was a lot of fun.