This is a short excerpt from a later chapter in my upcoming book..
."After being taken for CAT Scans and an MRI I was returned to the recovery room. After the initial blur of activity, another seriously injured person was brought into the room. She was obviously near death. The doctors began working on her feverishly. For just a minute or so I was left to my own devices. That's when it started.
I could feel almost a twitching. Streaks of pain began shooting across my shoulders and down my arms. I didn't understand it at the time but the initial IV they had given me was beginning to work. It was a special IV cocktail mix that reduces swelling in spinal cord injuries. It literally sucks the sodium and fluid out of your system, allowing the blood to once again resume carrying vital fluid to the brain stem. This IV mix was brought to the forefront by Christopher Reeves. It is one of several procedures and treatments for spinal cord injury victims that Reeves insisted be carried by advanced trauma paramedics. I found out later, that had I not had that IV mix, I would most certainly would have been dead in less than three hours. If the IV mix treatment would have been given an hour or so later, I would have suffered permanent paralysis, similar to what Christopher Reeves had.
But the pain. Oh boy. I now understand why the body goes into paralysis. It's excruciating. As the nerve endings begin to re-fire, the body's internal electrical system begins to short circuit. Entire muscle groups begin to tremor, then spasm, then vibrate. My pectoral muscles were first. Then my thighs. I looked like one of those characters in a Star Wars Movie that had their body taken over by aliens.
At that moment I was still lying with no clothes or robe. One of the technicians noticed my vibrating body and said, "Hey Doc! Look at this guy. He's vibrating."
The doctor came over quickly, and said. "Everyone, come look at this. It's a very rare phenomenon that occurs only in spinal cord injuries. Hurry, get some fentanyl. Give him maximum dose." Fentanyl is a powerful synthetic morphine many times more powerful than regular morphine. He watched the nurse give me the injection. I felt the slow warmth and calm come over me. The pain didn't stop but at least I could stay in my skin. The doctor said to the nurse, "Give him maximum dose every hour. Keep him comfortable."
It was the "keep him comfortable," message that struck me. That's the line in the movies that the doctor always says when someone is going to die. I was to discover he knew what he was talking about. A few minutes later, a medical staff member wheeled me to another large room with a bank of windows up to my left. Apparently the doctors didn't think there was anything they could do for me at that time.
As the afternoon passed and the evening wore on, each and every hour before my hourly injection was increasingly more painful. Some thirty-two years prior I had learned an ancient esoteric mantra while studying some mystical spiritual teachings."