That title sounds a bit on the promiscuous side…whatever that means. Back to business. My visit to the neurologist brought a back exam that ended in another MRI since the pain in the lower back (original herniated disks from accident) and mid back (injuries) were still causing pain after 13 years. No surprise there. Then she asked me if I had fallen again and if so, when? Yes, 2-3 weeks ago. Any injuries? Yes, I fell hard on my head and it still hurts to even lightly brush my hair. Let’s see that Ouch! (I told you it still hurt. Told her too but…) I don’t like that, let’s do a CT scan on the brain. And a CT scan on the back. After that the MRI on the back. She could decorate her office walls from stem to stern with my films.
When I showed her my swollen red leg and foot, it brought ooo’s and ahhh’s. A change is always like a cold fresh breeze and no matter how interesting the back is, in the course of 2 years, it becomes a trifle boring and is beat out every time by a bump on the noggin and a leg and foot red as fire and big as a Super Tanker in the Gulf sun. They are way up there over a boring back. But Dang! Two other doctors are following those! OH, OH, OH… I shout like Horshack on the “Welcome Back Kotter’ show, I have to have a heart monitor since my blood pressure was dropping like a stone and causing me to faint like the head fall which we already wore that subject out and another recent one that caused the night in the hospital where I was tortured. We won’t revisit that one either.
On the momentous crash, I was practicing for the Indy 250 of motorized chairs around the kitchen island when the unexpected faint took place. When I awoke (which plowing your face into the front of the fridge will do every time) I had to turn the feebly putt-putting of the chair off and feel my cheek to find a really nice facsimile of the nubbly texture on the fridge door. Feeling very sick to my stomach and dizzy, resulted in calling Terry, my ride extraordinaire, and we headed out to Bay Medical where I got right in to a room since it might be heart (unlike swollen red diabetic legs..not so much).
That was the afternoon matinee yesterday. Tomorrow we have to head out when the local NAVY Base strikes up the National Anthem at 8AM. I thought those cute little Navy boys had to get up earlier than that! My GP who is back will be my Doc of choice tomorrow to see if my leg and foot (which look suspiciously like they did last Friday) look like we need to switch meds like Helen Van Elsen. Tune in then for a new report! Signing off…Kath
What time is it? What day is it? Where do live???
I am sorry to admit that I slept the morning away! I was so tired last night after grabbing a bite to eat I just went to the recliner, eased myself into it and promptly found myself in dream land. I won’t bore or thrill you with my dreams (at least not this time) and I awoke a few times and dropped back to the streets of Chicago and my partner, Mickey Spillane. Ooops, almost gave that one away!
To the matter at hand… the neurologist was happy i gave myself a little stroke test each time something went numb, but unhappy with the head numbness over the hand numbness it seemed. She aksi wasn’t thrilled with the spasms. I had forgotten those, but Terry kindly reminded me and told her about them. If I have neglected to inform you, I am sorry, I really thought I had. 😦 It consists of an arm or leg taking off in a huge spasm and slamming down on the desk or the floor and hitting it hard. It hurts like fire and I holler. End of story. Can’t tell when one is coming but they sure can wreak havoc.
Bottom line, off to a brain MRI on the 15th and an appt again for the results on Feb 5th. I will definiely keep you all finom
We really need to stop meeting like this. Although, what better description of my horror faced stalker. It seems lately he is always at my back. Who better to pen us than J. Scott Campbell.
It’s been a long time and that’s my fault. In fact, I am going to do it to you again. Only because I have an appointment with my neurologist today at 4 and I will report in after that again. I have stupidly developed numb fingers, hands and now the right side of my head. A little numbness is not bad, it can help with the pain. But these are particularly annoying since they also brought a friend with them who thinks it’s funny to cause me to stumble a lot and lose my equilibrium It’s just a barrel of laughs around here, and so I must go or I’ll be late.
Until later this evening….
“I fall to pieces,
Each time I see you again.
I fall to pieces.
How can I be just your friend?“
Patsy dropped by again this morning and you can see what effect her morning coffee visit had on me. I told her to please head on over to San Antonio Rose’s house next time. I’m afraid one day she will show up singing “Crazy Arms” and then another malady will be sitting at the kitchen table too. Instead I fell again twice. On the good side, My bones have got to be as strong as steel to hold up under this many falls, crashing to the floor and no breakage results. I do count my blessings.
And now for the real reason I am here bright and early this morning, last night at suppertime, a knock on the door and delivered one day early… you guessed it, my insulin pump!! And here for your viewing pleasure is that sweet bit of equipment in all it’s shining glory. Tons of it! The pump, a heavy thick book of instructions and explanation, Tubing, a “Quick Set Infusion Set”, a “Reservoir”, a “Quick-Serter” (looks like the part that goes next to the body and holds the insertion items, and a Revel, Paradigm,Real Time Mini Med. (Looks like equipment for when you are on the go. ) Wow. And this is supposed to be easier. Doc said in my last visit to just go on as always now and when the classes start to teach me all about it, we will be switching over to the pump. He thinks this will be a saving grace for my runaway numbers and I hope he is right. The cost of this beauty in a box?? Over $8,000. Now I am going to be afraid to breathe for fear of breaking it. 🙂 Here’s a picture of another. I also have instructions to play the DVD that came with it and take a small test afterward. Then, pack it all up in your carry bag and bring it to the first training session. We lined up the three sessions which are all in November and ending right before Thanksgiving, then I am on my own.
I imagine there will be lots of others there taking the training and we will all sit there craning our necks forward yelling, “Huh? I didn’t catch that! Can you talk a little louder, I NEED TO KNOW THIS STUFF!!!” And here are the images.
“Coming Attractions” in the month of November…
- Ultrasound on legs and possible surgery on them.
- Shot in right knee and maybe more
- Physical Therapy with emphasis on traction
- Training for the “Pump” and beginning to use it
Hurting today so much there is no option to crawl back up on that hard table so I called “scheduling” and we re-booked it for Monday afternoon to finish the low back MRI, then Thursday late afternoon for the thorasic MRI which she informs me will take a long time to cover and my head needs to drop back into a position she tried with me yesterday and now we’re approaching medieval tactics like the “Pit and the Pendulum.” Friday afternoon is the diabetic doctor so that will round out a week of doctors and if they will, I will be glad to have them do so just until I catch my breath.
At least we are off the hook for today. I am thinking that Terry needs to bring something diabetic and quick for dinner tonight. I don’t suppose McDonald’s Golden Fries Qualify? I didn’t think so…
The plan for today was two MRI’s at Bay Medical on the Beach. I have had plenty of them during the past 11 years since the accident. The Neurologist seems to be concerned about the mid back spine. So the MRI’s were for low back where the disks were ruptured and the mid back which seemed to draw attention lately with pain from me and concern from her when she feels the area. Then two sets of x-rays, the left shoulder and the right knee. Both have hurt me for quite awhile and were getting worse. She said we’ll start with x-rays and go from there.
We just made it at the appointed hour, 3 pm. As we went to the back of the building where a room awaited me, she found out that I had done plenty of these over time since the accident and so off we marched. She told me that at most, it would take an hour and could I lie still that long. I told her that I had never had trouble before. (But notice how the time doubled?) She said one hour should do it for tomorrow and I have already done one hour. Then I have the Thorax one early next week, then back to the neurologist to see how they look. I am getting clues that it’s not too hot. And I am not thrilled that she is lying to me about how long it will take. She also said it looked like I must be having a lot of pain. Yep, I was.
I haven’t had one yet that hurt me that much, and I started to writhe around a bit on the hard table since I hurt so bad.. and then the legs and foot went and I had to get up. I’l let you know tomorrow if I have to go or if I can put it off until Friday.