So after repeated phone calls today, the consensus among the medical professionals was that yes, I have a spinal headache, and yes, I need a so-called blood patch.
My neurologist is on vacation (of course!), so one of her partners talked to me about what was going on. I had hoped that maybe since I'd held out for five days that it meant it would go away by itself very soon. Instead, she told me that the fact that it hadn't gone away yet nor lessened meant that it was highly unlikely to go away on its own.
Live and learn, I guess. I wonder if I could get into med school based at least partly on all I've learned during the two years I've been chronically ill ...
So, now I have to get myself to NE Portland (I live in SW) by 6:45 a.m. tomorrow. Sigh. And I'm supposed to have a driver, which means I'm messing up Scott's morning in a big way with very little notice. :-(
I am grateful that they got me in so quickly. The reason for the ungodly early hour for the procedure is the anesthesiologist is squeezing me in before the start of his day.
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