I Hate my Skeleton
By the way, they don’t call them “spinal taps” anymore. They are referred to as “lumbar punctures,” or “LP’s by those too busy to spare the extra syllables. Sometimes LP’s leak, and when that happens, you get nasty headaches. Mine leaked and I’ve been lying on the couch now for three days in an effort to forestall having a “blood patch” procedure performed. That’s where they draw blood from you and inject it into the leaking LP, which patches the hole and theoretically ends the headaches.
The headaches are dissipating and my estranged spinal column is slowly coming to the conclusion that is just can’t live without me. I’m not one to hold a grudge, but I’m not sure I’m ready to let that unfaithful piece of shit come waltzing back into my life as if nothing ever happened. We’ll see how that works out I guess.