Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Pins and Needles

That's me. I've been on pins and needles since Friday night. I don't know if you recall but way back when, when we saw a maternal fetal medicine doctor he referred me to a couple other doctors to check some symptoms.

Well, I've seen both doctors now and am impatiently awaiting the results of all the testing I had done. I should get quite a few answers from my rhuematologist this afternoon. I'm not expecting much there. Especially since most of my joint pain that I've had for over a year has vanished. But I'm still anxious to hear what he has to say.

And then there's my neurology appointment that I had last week. Again, I met an amazing doctor and really liked him. I shouldn't have been surprised because he's my sisters neurologist, and she's always raved about him, but I was. But my appointment went a little different than expected. See, I was referred to him to be screened for Multiple Sclerosis because my sister has it. Now the actual chances of me having it are very slim, but since my sister is my closest biological link he felt I should be checked. So I kind of expected the neurologist to down play and maybe do an MRI to rule it out. How ever, after my exam he said with my history and symptoms he sees several things questionable and regardless of the link with my sister I should have been checked out. Huh? Wha????No.No.No doctor. That's not what I wanted to hear. You're supposed to say I'm sure it's nothing and we'll do tests to confirm that!

So Friday night I had my MRI. Have you ever had one of those?? Not fun. I had to lay on this table with a cage over my neck and head to hold me in place and inserted into this little tunnel where the roof was about a foot from my face. I made the mistake of keeping my eyes opened when they slid me in. I almost freaked out. And the noise?? It boomed and banged and clanked and thumped. Unbelievably loud. And the best part? I had to lay in there for an hour!

So hear I am anxiously awaiting those results. Since Friday I have convinced my self I have a brain tumor the size a basket ball or a aneurysm just waiting to blow. I was amazed I survived the weekend. I'm such a drama queen.

1 comment:

Heather said...

Oh my gosh, Amy. I want to know when you find you hear me? I WANT TO KNOW. I'm worried about you!

And, the MRI? Yes, I had my first last year when J. was deployed and it was not fun.