Sunday, April 12, 2009
a deal with the devil
9 days of observation and no improvement. The surgeon was itching to drill my head. I know it. Then they say that I will get a drug to see if it will work, acetazolamide, twice a day to reduce CSF. I said ok, beats surgery. After looking it up on the internet I see that it is not a user friendly drug. Used by mountain climbers this thing is like poison. It increases the risk of kidney stones. So I avoid surgery up the top but may get surgery in the middle. Great, if I was not lucky I get both. One patient had CSF leaked from the stitches on his stomach from his vp shunt. I needed this drug to work. After 2 days it still leaked. Then I get it 4 times a day. For 2 days I laid on my back, this makes the CSF settle on the back of my head and where the pressure is the least at the hole. I had to make sure my nose was as high as possible. Sure enough, it stopped leaking. For 2 days it stopped. Woohoo. It was working. Mr/ Cheang didn't need words when he saw me, just a finger jester to the nose. I said nope. Third strike lucky, the doc Dr/Mr Cheang asked if I wanted to go home. You betcha. Didn't need to tell me twice. I said I can't wait to get 'proper' food again. He said ok get outa here. Woohoo, he wasn't evil, but added if it leaked again I was gonna get 'IT'. I said ok as long as I get to get some 'real' food, I would die happy.
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