Yesterday

So, let’s talk about yesterday. 

I went to this supposed neurologist. I get there, and he checks my reflexes and has me walk a short distance and then tells me “tests” are normal. Also, tells me that “there is nothing that can only last hours and stop.” 

Haha, no, bub. There is, I’ve read about numerous things. Amongst these “tests” he put a vibration tool on my legs and on my way out, my legs start getting sore. Like electricity was zapping through my veins. It continues to get worse until I was in tears and swallowing screams. My concerned boyfriend then pointed out that my legs were exceptionally pale, but my toes were bright red. Almost as if all my blood rushed to the tips of my toes and stayed there. 

Since then, the pain has died down a bit, but it continues to get more painful to walk. Every step I take feels like my bones are breaking crack by crack. 

I looked up this “nuerologist” on Health Grades. He had a rating of 2 stars, and according to many reviews, he refuses to touch men. Which is why I am very glad my boyfriend came back with me. 

He was rude, impatient, and didn’t like questions.

I have my nerve conduction and an MRI on my spine tomorrow morning, but something tells me that I’ll be ending up finding somewhere else again. 
If anyone has any idea what specifically could cause my issue, thoughts would be highly appreciated.
Temporary paralysis, numbness, inability to move or feel my legs mid-thigh down. No senses. No movement. Legs pale and ice cold.

When I am able to move again, a tingling feeling happens in my legs and after about 10 minutes I can move them slowly, but weakly again. Longest episode being 9 hours as of date.

Now with pain when I walk and increasing.

Broken

 I’m not sure what happened. He was sleeping on the couch and then went into convulsions. My family managed to get him to come to and he was fine for a full minute. 

That’s when all hell broke lose. He lunged at my mother and my sister had to grab him by the collar. He was biting and snapping and he got my sister on the arms. She got him locked up in a room by himself and we called the vet. 

My father and second-eldest sister are taking care of it now. My niece and nephew are with their biological father because we wanted them safe. All of my other animals are locked in a separate room where they are safe.

I am currently sitting in an Emergency Room and my sister just got called back. I feel broken. I raised him from a puppy the day I rescued him out of freezing rain. He was my butterball. 

I’m not sure what happened because nothing changed in the times before it happened. He’s an inside dog and came in no contact with anything that could have caused this. His food hasn’t changed, either.

I don’t know if I can handle this on top of everything else. My neurology appointment is in 2 weeks. I just healed up from surgery. 

I am worried about everything now. 

My sister got him outside. He’s calmer now. But I can’t take the chance. I don’t know what to do. I can’t bring him inside. I can’t handle this.

Interesting

It has, uh.. been an interesting morning. On the way home for dropping off my boyfriend at work, felt a little off so I turned my head and saw a little white car on it’s side deep in a ditch surrounded by trees. So I turn around as my sister is an RT and she was in the car just off of work. 

So we check things out, soon police and paramedics came and they had to get the Jaws of Life to cut the woman free. 

That is the door they are holding up in the ditch, by the way. The car was trying to roll so the firetrucks had to attach it to their wenches.


Weekend Is Not Long Enough

Monday…

How I loathe thee.

Where everything starts up again and I have to attempt to go about my every day life while still minding my stitches. 

It hasn’t been easy. I can’t pick up heavy things, I can’t reach or stretch too far one way or another. I can’t press things to my chest. I can’t move my arm too vigorously. (No tickling the kids, then…)

So what can I do? Apparently watch everyone do it for me and then whine about it.

Can someone just take me out for some Chinese and let me curl up all fat and happy? I think that would be best right now.

High Emotions

Today has been high emotions, between worrying about my health and upcoming surgery, waiting to have another “episode” where I just fall and can’t move, and then worrying how my boyfriend will react to latest news. 

No, not that. Still a virgin over here. Plus, if PMS and bleeding is a part of it, I think things need to be checked on.

He had wrecked his car falling asleep at the wheel about a week ago. His first car that he worked for a few years to pay for every cent to buy. It really doesn’t look that bad, at a glance. But the machanic said it would be cheaper to just total it and get a new car. Apparently it’s worse than we originally thought. 
I feel exhausted and weak, but my emotions (and other’s) are making me restless. I’m hoping that things will calm down before my surgery, because this is unnerving right now.