- Sep 12, 2008
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So I am at the studio with Stevie D and Marc Pattison last Tuesday night writing music for the new Futures End record, and I start feeling like the flu is coming on. I am sure you all know that pre-flu feeling - headache attached to slight fever, body aches, anything you eat or drink tastes like the same flavor of cardboard - and I head home early to deal with it.
Wednesday A.M. - headache is completely out of control. Feels like a rusty iron spike has been slammed four inches into my skull - right about mid cranium. Every sound, every movement is complete and utter agony. I can barely move, so I call Mike who is in my office downstairs and have him bring me a thermometer which reads 104. I still think the damn thing is broken. My neck is so stiff that I cant look down to put my shoes on. I knew what this was all about, having suffered it before. I had meningitis.
Mike got me to the hospital in about 20 minutes and I was able to properly express my particular issues to the admitting nurse which got me backstage and in front of a doctor in about 10 minutes. Yeah, they agreed meningitis. After the usual stuff ( blood test, IV, piss in this cup please - thank you ) I found myself hunched over with a three inch needle buried in between my vertebrae, and as the Doc withdrew the fluid, I hear an...'uh oh' from him... Generally not regarded as a GOOD sign, right? Turns out my spinal fluid wasn't clear, as it should be, which gave him cause to believe we may have gotten to the problem too late to prevent damage. They spoke of taking me to ICU, but instead opted to put me in a Quarantine Room with my condition listed as 'Serious'. Turns out that, just as last time, it was bacterial. There was whispered concern for my life....
I was being dosed with 5mg of morphine every three hours, and was being pricked full of holes every 30 minutes for more blood tests. The morphine kept me in a painful, helpless haze... But I did manage to text out my condition to my facebook page... And to use my MSN messenger. Where Bill Hudson shared with me a video he had made....
The Big Brazillian Bastard had me in MORE tears, which I am going to kick his ass for - crying with the SPIKE in my skull was nothing short of the worst pain I have experienced in life.
But I was so touched... Then I saw the responses to his post here... And I was completely blown away...
There were just short of 1000 posts on my facebook page over the course of my stay in the hospital, and just over 200 emails.
I cannot tell you all how much the support, the love, the kindness, and care you all showed me made a huge difference in how I felt. I am truly humbled, and totally blown away by this incredible outpouring of support for my well being.
Thank you all so much. How lucky is a man that at some point gets to truly see how the world feels about him? Some live their lives never knowing the good fortune and blessings bestowed upon them. Through my misfortune, I got an opportunity to appreciate my good fortune.
Thank you all,
Christian
PS - I was released from the hospital last night. I am recovering at home and am feeling much, MUCH better.
Wednesday A.M. - headache is completely out of control. Feels like a rusty iron spike has been slammed four inches into my skull - right about mid cranium. Every sound, every movement is complete and utter agony. I can barely move, so I call Mike who is in my office downstairs and have him bring me a thermometer which reads 104. I still think the damn thing is broken. My neck is so stiff that I cant look down to put my shoes on. I knew what this was all about, having suffered it before. I had meningitis.
Mike got me to the hospital in about 20 minutes and I was able to properly express my particular issues to the admitting nurse which got me backstage and in front of a doctor in about 10 minutes. Yeah, they agreed meningitis. After the usual stuff ( blood test, IV, piss in this cup please - thank you ) I found myself hunched over with a three inch needle buried in between my vertebrae, and as the Doc withdrew the fluid, I hear an...'uh oh' from him... Generally not regarded as a GOOD sign, right? Turns out my spinal fluid wasn't clear, as it should be, which gave him cause to believe we may have gotten to the problem too late to prevent damage. They spoke of taking me to ICU, but instead opted to put me in a Quarantine Room with my condition listed as 'Serious'. Turns out that, just as last time, it was bacterial. There was whispered concern for my life....
I was being dosed with 5mg of morphine every three hours, and was being pricked full of holes every 30 minutes for more blood tests. The morphine kept me in a painful, helpless haze... But I did manage to text out my condition to my facebook page... And to use my MSN messenger. Where Bill Hudson shared with me a video he had made....
The Big Brazillian Bastard had me in MORE tears, which I am going to kick his ass for - crying with the SPIKE in my skull was nothing short of the worst pain I have experienced in life.
But I was so touched... Then I saw the responses to his post here... And I was completely blown away...
There were just short of 1000 posts on my facebook page over the course of my stay in the hospital, and just over 200 emails.
I cannot tell you all how much the support, the love, the kindness, and care you all showed me made a huge difference in how I felt. I am truly humbled, and totally blown away by this incredible outpouring of support for my well being.
Thank you all so much. How lucky is a man that at some point gets to truly see how the world feels about him? Some live their lives never knowing the good fortune and blessings bestowed upon them. Through my misfortune, I got an opportunity to appreciate my good fortune.
Thank you all,
Christian
PS - I was released from the hospital last night. I am recovering at home and am feeling much, MUCH better.
