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.

Don’t Know

So, according to my doctor, it sounds like my breast has gone and filled with fluid again. However, if it keeps doing it this quickly, I need to know why and what to do. 

I can’t keep driving to a place that is over 3 hours away every week, let alone 2 and 3 times a week. It just can’t be done. 

Thankfully, my boyfriend should be getting his car back from the body shop soon and he can just take me. My mother hates driving in big cities that don’t have back roads, and for some reason, all of the actually good hospitals and doctors seem to be in that area. 

It escapes me why I’m surrounded by idiots that seem to have gotten their medical license from the bottom of a cereal box, but in the worst place possible, there are good doctor’s that know what they’re doing and are willing to help you.

I can’t keep doing this. As is, there is a lot of stress going on in my home life, and this doesn’t help in the slightest. 

In Other News

3 days (well, nights) ago I had another “episode” as my mother calls it. Luckily, it was late at night and I was already in bed. 

It lasted from about 11:40pm to 6:17am. So about 7 hours that time. I know this because I was having a hard time sleeping, and kept waking up almost every hour. At least it was a little less than the 9 hour mess I had gone through at the hospital.

I wasn’t going to say anything about it before, but my boyfriend asked me if I had any other instances, and I told him. 

We’ve both have a lot of stress on our plates. And let me tell you; stress tastes horrible! 

I made the diagnosis with the at-home blood pressure cuff I have, that he has high blood pressure and it seems to be the main cause of his migraines. 

But onward with my appointment! 

Until then!!!

Possibilities of Stress

So, everything seems to be healing okay from what I can tell. However, I have a hard lump that’s all bruised and jutting out beyond my skin, coincidently the thing I was supposed to be rid of via this surgery.

My mother thinks it might be a hematoma, which she had a few of from her surgeries. 

Of course, I say “hematoma” to my boyfriend and he immediately starts staring at my head in a worries fashion. Stupid soap operas.

So I have my follow-up appointment soon, bit may have to postpone it because I just don’t have the money to go all that way right now. 

I already have to worry about the possibility of going to Buffalo because my boyfriend’s grandfather passed. So far it has been a very eventful month. 

I’ll try to keep you updated.

Until then!

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.