Hospitals and the Light

So my recent "activity" or lack thereof has been because of my trips to the hospital. It started when I was at work and started to have a panic attack. First time ever, I went home and lied down. Woke up and was paranoid. My mom had me go into the ambulance and next thing I know I was at the hospital. So they stabilized me from whatever I had and then realized I had a cyst on my tailbone. I went home and they gave me pills for the cyst pain which ramped up the following few hours. I was able to sleep through the night until the next morning when I awoke. My gf helped me into the shower but then my hearing started to fade and my eyes went blurry, either I was transforming or passing out. You guessed it, I passed out. When I awoke I had no clue where I was and a horrible smell was in the air. My cyst ruptured when I fell from passing out. MY mom and step-dad helped my naked self up and to my room where I waited for the paramedics once again to take me into the ambulance. Another 5 hours in the ER until I was discharged again. I've been feeling woozy on my feet but i'm slowly overcoming that feeling. I can now sleep on my back again and sit down normally which I couldn't before. They forbid me from getting to the gym and i've been out of work since Sunday. And I just got internet back a few days ago. Sorry for the absence.