OK. I’ll admit it. I absolutely DESTEST hospitals. And, I am miserable while waiting for test results. So, today, I’m just a tad miserable. (Though, I have to say…everyone at the hospital was crazy nice!)
We (that would be the doctors and I) are still trying to figure out what’s wrong with me.I won’t bore you with all the details again. But it started back in June. It involves loss of vision, numbness and heaviness in my right arm, loss of strength on my right side and a heaviness around my right eye. The first neurologist figured a heavy dose of a strong anti-depressant was the answer. Notsomuch.
The new neurologist thinks my symptoms are a bit more than stress or headaches. She wants to know why my first MRI showed small dots (not official lesions) on my brain – said it would be ok if I was 65, but well, I’m not. That means more tests.
I spent the morning doing MS vision tests, getting blood drawn and doing multiple MRIs.
MRIs are, well, annoying. Here is what I know for sure about MRI’s.
1) It is a damn good thing I’m not claustrophobic
2) It sounds like little elves are jack-hammering directly inside my brain
3) I hate being told not to move – it is like being told not to laugh in church – I instantly get itchy and want to fidget.
4) I’m glad no one went with me because it looks scary
5) I will do one every day of my life if it means I will never, ever have to watch my children have one.
So, now, I wait. I should know something by Monday. If the neurologist doesn’t get the answers she wants with these tests, there is a spinal tap in my future.
Don’t be jealous.
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