Please read Part 1, here. There were complications. Following the directions of my neurosurgeon, I went back to the ER. After some quick x-rays, I was re-admitted to the hospital. I was put in the same room, in the same bed with a view of the outside world. I don’t know if that was done on purpose, or if things just worked out that way, but it was a nice coincidence. The same nurse who was there when I was discharged was there when I was brought back. He remembered me. I would spend the next 8 days in that room that I would come to loathe. The first stay…

Spring is the season of new beginnings and I suppose, in a way, this is a new beginning; albeit not the one I had envisioned or hoped for. It was the middle of the night when I decided to go to the emergency room. In my sleepy daze, I debated going right then, since I figured it wouldn’t be too busy. But I was exhausted, so I decided to finish out the night in my own bed and go first thing in the morning. It was the last night I would sleep in my own bed for days. I googled my symptoms, and came up with “a rare disorder that…