Here is today, in all its Daylight Savings Time glory. Apparently, I can't handle even one hour difference and neither can my Chloe. I will definitely NOT be moving to the east coast anytime soon.
I was going to have blood drawn today to check all of its tenants, but have decided to start the doctor process over, from the beginning, like, the beginning.
I went to the chiropractor last Friday b/c in 2005 I had an episode like the one I have been having since January of 2009. (tingling leg, hand, can't feel leg in space)
In 2005, I was MRI'd and tested for M.S and all came back fine, so said the neurologist then. He referred me to a shrink. Jerk! I'd give his name, but I can't remember it, lucky him.
When I went to the chiro. last Fri. she said she wasn't going to jump to any serious conclusions... I knew that meant MS, so I tell her I had been tested and all was fine. She then dropped a bombshell on me saying that the episodes can come and go and it maybe didn't show up the first time on the MRI. *gasp & gulp*
She got a hold of my 2005 MRI pictures of my sexy back and read the doctors notes. It said, I had a bulging disc in my lumbar region and some fluid sac thing in my neck. (that was in 2005)She thought maybe the disc is worse and is causing the tingling.
I don't know. If I tilt my head forward, look down, I get tingly in my right leg and in my left hand. She didn't know if the fluid sack would cause this or not. I am not constantly tingling. Only when I get out of bed in the morning and if I run, jump or lifting the kids out of bed can cause a sensation. Tilting my head adds fuel to the fire.
I talked to my mom, who advised me to dump the chiro, respectfully b/c she really was great and not money hungry. I need to see a neuro surgeon.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.