Thank you very much, everybody.
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Here's an update if you're interested...
I met with my neurosurgeon today. We're in the beginning stages of talking about and planning another surgery (I had my first surgery 8 years ago when I was 16). He told me that with another surgery, I'll have a 20% chance of something extremely bad happening like paralysis or death. Best case scenario: I'll be in the hospital for several weeks and then a rehabilitation facility for several months. Obviously, I have serious reservations about another surgery, but I don't feel like I have much of a choice. I felt so embarrassed and pathetic -- I sobbed the entire appointment. I got such a raging headache from the stress and crying that I threw up the whole car ride home.
My last surgery, as my neurosurgeon explained, was one of the worst stressors that the human body can endure and likened it to being hit my a train. After that ordeal, I didn't know if I would be able to walk or go to the bathroom on my own (which will be the case with another surgery). On that note...
During the appointment, I shared with the medical team one of the worst moments of my entire life to emphasize how terrified I am of another surgery. After my last surgery, I received really poor nursing care and frequently didn't receive my pain medication until hours after it was due. At one point, I was in so much pain after not receiving any nursing attention for a prolonged period of time, I really needed to go to the bathroom but didn't know if I could go on my own, and I was really fed up with the whole situation. I literally ripped off all the leads that were attached to my body and walked myself to the bathroom while holding onto the IV stand for support. As I sat on the toilet with a full bladder, I cried as nothing came out and thought I would be cathing for the rest of my life. With each sob, it felt like my back was about to rip open.
*sigh* That's probably enough sharing for one day. Thanks for reading.