Ladies and Gentelmen,
I submit for your approval that Fate has seen that it should be my day to be tortured. Day? Well, perhaps I should say 180+ days. Be forewarned. This is me whining. If it happened to you, I suspect you might for one moment or two as well. Tomorrow, I'll turn a leaf, suck it up, be a man, etc.. Today I'm a cranky pants mutha. Don't want to read it? Meh - neither would I probably. But if you do, thanks. It's nice to bitch at the world and have others listen in for some reason.
So what happened?
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WEeeeeellllll... I went to see a neurologist yesterday. (As some of you may have read in a previous post, I have a seizure disorder, that's been pretty well contained for the past 14 years.) I'm supposed to see one on a regular basis, and since we moved over here, I haven't seen one (so 3 years or so). So it was probably the right thing to do. So he asks me about stuff. 'How's the brain?', he says. 'Do the flounder lately?', etc...
Well, I mention to him that I have these 'moments' where my brain decides it's had enough and takes a time out. Not a full generalized seizure, but it is a localized event. Usually lasts a minute or two, and I retain my faculties reasonably well. 99.9% of the time, I feel it coming on in advance and have time to go and sit down, put my head on the desk, whatever. We discuss the details and such, and he informs me that by FL state law, I'm not allowed to drive. Not until these have stabilized and I don't have another event for 6 months. If I were to drive, and get in an accident - even if I didn't cause it - if it comes out that I have this condition, my ins company wouldn't cover me and I could be sued for all of our dimes (and nickels and pennies too). After narrowly escaping with my life from an accident back in 1998, I guess I'm not going to push my luck anymore.
Sooo, luckily (I guess), I can work from home for the most part, and our neighbor from around the block works with me, so I can hitch a ride. However, there will be no joy riding in 7thS0N town for a while.
I went in for an MRI this afternoon, and bloodwork tomorrow morning. My last MRI was done 14 years ago, so he's going to look to make sure there isn't anything unusual. Then he wants to up my meds, which I'm not too keen on - but I don't really have much choice. I'll be discussing this with him more when I go back to see him in 2 weeks and go over all the results with him.
I thought about getting a 2nd opinion - but there really isn't anything to get an opinion about yet. State law is state law. So we'll see what he says about the blood levels and my med options first. This doc seemed more thorough in his exam than some others I have seen, so I don't feel he's just some idiot. Yet. In the meantime, I guess this might be good - I put 21000 miles on the Magnum, and it's not quite a year old yet, so maybe it will even out some. I may get back into cycling again (been a long time since I've been on a road bike, and Lord knows I could stand to lose a pound or 15). We'll see I guess.
So that's the story. Oh, and I forgot the worst part. I'm out of scotch, and can't drive up to the f*cking liquor store.
GRRRRRRR!
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