Yesterday, didn't I have such a bad headache I could barely breathe? I sat there all day and only managed to write one chapter. After rushing out another chapter in the middle of the night, I went to the hospital for an examination today.
The reason I managed to write a chapter in the middle of the night, aside from my sense of responsibility as an author, was that my headache was so severe I simply couldn't fall asleep.
Last night, I was doing neck exercises while typing. I stayed up until nearly dawn before the headache finally eased.
After consulting the doctor today, the result was: cervical kyphosis.
At first, I didn't think it was a big deal. So what if it was kyphosis? But the doctor said that if it kept worsening, my hands and feet would go numb, and I could end up with high-level paralysis.
It scared the piss out of me on the spot.
Only after looking into it further did I learn that the cervical spine is an extremely important area because it connects to the head. My headaches were caused by cervical pain compressing the blood vessels, leading to insufficient blood supply to the brain, then brain hypoxia, dizziness, and vomiting—something I'd already experienced a few months ago. Back then, I specifically took leave to go to the hospital and have my head checked, getting an MRI and all that. But my brain was perfectly fine, and the doctor said, "Oh, then it might be a migraine." (Migraines are basically illnesses with no clear cause.)
As long as they can't identify the cause of a headache, they can classify it as a migraine.
After I got home that day, I looked through the book reviews and saw a reader say, "Your headache might