Here's the after the neurologist

A beautiful day for a drive yesterday and I made it to the neuro's office with time to use the loo before the appointment. Upon entering the office I noticed I was the only patient in the waiting room, yippee. The "man" came for me within two minutes of planting my buttocks in a comfy chair.

Into the waiting room I went and planted my behind in another, not so comfy, chair. The "man" asked me what had been going on so I talked about PT which he was pleased about. He suggested that I get a trainer and work out at a local gym. I said I would think about it which means I probably won't do it. It is a good idea but trainers can be pricey and the best gym for me is about 15 minutes away which is plenty of time for me to talk myself out of going.

We also talked about the nutritionist and he was equally delighted about this whole new angle. It's no secret that I am a walking whale/weeble/watermelon with arms and legs. I'm not just a little chubby; I am a big girl. I wish I wasn't this big but I am and I am working a pound at a time and doing my exercises one minute at a time. So go me!

We talked about the sleeping issues and he made two suggestions. First, he is writing a script for what I think is called oxygen telemetry. I could be wrong on that, as I often am, but I am too lazy to go look at the script. I have sleep apnea and use a CPAP machine nightly but I will wear one of those oxygen clips on my finger overnight to see if I am getting enough oxygen. Not getting enough oxygen could be making me wake up often.

If it's not that then he suggested we try melatonin so as not to add any more meds into the mix as I take a boatload of them at night already. I used to be knocked out easily with these meds but now I seem to be waking up a lot at night after each dream cycle. This is something new as of the last three weeks or so.

There was no blood work ordered, no drunk walk, and no new MRIs scheduled. I won't see the "man" again until August unless there is some sort of flare up. I did get a new script for Baclofen. We had a nice chat and I laughed and felt better that I was out of work for now.

That's the after. I'm so lucky to have access to good doctors and medical care at reasonable rates. I'm lucky I have a good, solid job. I'm just really, really lucky.

Before and after the neurologist

Before:

I have just finished showering and coiffing my hair into what I think looks good. It's 2:06 and yes, again I have been lazy with the shower. But it's done and I am clean. Not dressed yet but I'll leave you now to go do that.

(Crickets chirping...)

2:14: Clothes are on. Jeans, not the old ones, the new ones that fit and let me breathe and a pink tank top with a pink shirt that goes over my chicken wing bare arms.

I'll talk about Tysabri and my funky sleep of the last three weeks. We'll talk about being out of work and how that's been a positive experience for me. I imagine there might be some blood work. He'll do the bang the vibrating thingie and put it on my leg and I won't feel it after a while even though it's still vibrating and he'll prove that to me by placing it on my arm. Oh, and I'll do the drunk walk but do it pretty well because I practice it at PT. Yes, add the taking physical therapy to the last of things to talk about.

I'll drive for about 45-50 minutes to sit in the waiting room for just a few minutes and then get whisked into a room to await the arrival of the "man". I don't see the neuro, I see his P.A. who is funny but a little ADD at the same time. The whole thing will go quickly. Maybe there will be an order for new MRIs.

The sunshine is out again. It feels like a gift from the gods to see blue skies and puffy clouds instead of dark skies from impending snow storms. Its as if you could drink it in through your skin. I realize now how important it is to get that vitamin D even though I take 5000 IU of D3 daily. The rays of the sun make it much more palatable compared to that little pill.

Time to go brush my teeth and prepare to leave. Time: 2:27.

Can I be sick from the doctor's office? Err, yes.

I'm not feeling so well, almost said not so hot, but I am actually feeling hot. All this just after telling the neuro's NP that my fevers have been staying lower. I came home from the neuro's and went to bed and woke up feeling like crap.

Ick.

I took two Aleve and am taking it easy and plan to get some sleep here soon. Not that I often stay up past 9 p.m. because that would cut into my 11-12 hours of sleeping at night.

We did talk about disability at the appointment today and that is something that seems to evoke lots of differing emotions at the same time. I'm still in it with the Tysabri for now and look forward to seeing how that medication works for me. I hope I feel better soon so it won't effect this third Tysabri infusion.

That's all I've got for now. Not so inspired lately with my writing but thanks for stopping by.