Random Ramblings: Neurology appointment secured

I want this dog

I, unfortunately, had to cancel my appointment the other day with a neurologist because I couldn’t find a ride. That was quite the debacle. The problem is, I can’t just take a taxi, as I can only sit in an SUV. That because I can’t squat down into a low car. I need to essentially just slide over. I can’t take the bus, because the step up is too high, and, if you are not from San Francisco, you can’t imagine how Kamikaze the drivers are here. I had a friend offer to drive me, that, again, he drives a mini cooper. Not going to work. My car is also in a parking garage a few blocks away, which just adds to the issue.

However, I was able to secure a different neurologist for Tuesday to hash out why it is I am having numbness and tingling when I lay down, if, as the MRI reads, is not coming from my spine. Which, seems, highly unlikely.

We shall see!

Doctor visit update and new ultrasound results

Well, finally got some good news from the doctor’s office today. I had him do another ultrasound of my back. He said that it looks much better than it did the first time he did an ultrasound. Good news!

I love dogs

However, I did try and get him to pin down if it was better than the last time. He really did a great job of evading that answer. I’m gonna let it go though. As long as it shows that it’s healing, that means that it CAN  heal. I mean, that’s my biggest dilemma. For some reason, my body just doesn’t heal as well as other people.

I also wrote him two days ago in regards to my muscle taking so long to heal. I asked him about maybe, finally, trying to do more blood work outside if a CBC and a Chem 7.  I thought maybe some kind of rheumatology blood work, perhaps a muscle biopsy, and even test for heavy metals. Who knows? Maybe all those years of riding my scooter to work behind people’s exhaust pipes did a number on me.

He referred me to someone else. However, this person is all the way in Mission Bay area, which is 20 minutes from my house. Considering I barely made it home from Marina Green the other day, that drive seems highly unlikely.

I debated not asking him, but then though, screw it. I asked him if he would place a phone call to the doctor for me and have a consult. Here’s the thing. I don’t want to drive ALL the way down there only to have the doc ask me to bend a couple of times and then suggest all the same stuff everyone else has. I want a different outcome, and if I’m not going to get one, I don’t want to put my back through the drive.

So there it is. A bit of good news. I’ll take it. It doesn’t mean my pain is going to be gone. It just means that if I can get this muscle to heal, then I will know more about what is causing the residual pain.

Oh, and one more thing. I did not take that apartment. It was entirely way too small for way, way too much money. I can’t even believe how much they were asking for it. I know my husband was thinking at least I would be able to walk around whenever I wanted, but still. It had to have been less than 400sq ft for $2850/month. I couldn’t even fit my bed into the bedroom. It would only fit in the family room.

Oh, well. Back to the drawing board.

I had my MRI

I’m tired and frustrated

I went to get my MRI today. Ugh.

Not. Good.

It started off fairly well. I did my stretches this morning and it went as well as any other morning over the last few days. The car ride was where I was a bit concerned. I have not sat for the last 5 weeks so this was the first time that I sat for any length of time, especially in a car. I did pretty well. It wasn’t until the last two minutes that I really started to get a bit anxious. However, I could see the hospital so that made me feel better. I’d say the ride was about 15 minutes?

I got there, and I have to say, I was a bit annoyed. They told me the appointment was at 9:00. Nope. It was actually at 9:15 and they were running about 15 minutes behind. Anyone with back pain knows that adding a half hour onto any event is brutal. I tried pacing the halls a bit. That seemed to help.

Here is where it got ugly. Laying down on the MRI bed was excruciating. It was so firm. I tried really hard to stay in the MRI the whole time, but I ultimately couldn’t do it. I just felt the L5-S1 annular tear area pulling. Then the throbbing began. Then my butt and leg started to hurt immensely. I started to cry a bit, trying to hold on. I just couldn’t do it.

I’m mostly frustrated because I feel like I should be doing better by now. I should be able to lay in a MRI machine. I could before. Maybe not well, but I made it through the entire exam. Why not this time?

I should be doing so much better. It’s been so long. I’m tired of my life passing me by. I wish there was something I could do!

Tomorrow is my appointment with the doctor to go over the findings. Hopefully we can come up with some kind of game plan.