In the elevator going back to our apartment I asked Linda, post GP visit, “Am I less intellectually capable than I was two years ago?”
“Yes!” She said immediately.
I continued, “Now you don’t need to hold back for my feelings sake, tell me what you really think.”
That was actually my joke, however she went, “Well first, your vocabulary is becoming limited both in your ability to access it and…”
I held up a hand. Okay, don’t want the Full answer.
Our emergency GP visit included the GP making a list of test that needed to be done (from the MRI and nerve conduction data….immediately). He did say that he wished more of his clients were taught to self research medically from a very young age because as he said to me, “You have the capabilities to do more extensive research than I.” He seemed very excited about the possible B-12 link, which as I said, I brought him, “at a minimum for scientific elimination.” He (and I) are hoping for some scientific sounding disease he named which means I can’t convert B-12. Not converting means B-12 in me can’t create myelin. How much of my spine and limbs could recover if this IS the problem is unknown. And this doesn’t cover the heart or the postural hypertension or BP. But hey, an “almost hope.”
Minutes after coming home and getting put in “The Chair” I knocked over a book followed by a stereo speaker and then a drink, which spilled over EVERYTHING. Linda and I spent some time cleaning it up.
I asked, “Now be honest. Do I seem a bit more clumsy than I was a year ago……”
Linda glares from the floor where she is still cleaning up.
Anyway, I wanted to go back to that hour when Linda abducted me from my tests and drudgery a week ago to a time spent with friends (albeit small and hungry friends). Hope this cheers you up like it did (and does me). It isn’t always the medical, sometimes happiness comes from a squirrel lap dance and fingers smelling of peanuts. Music titled “Feel”
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