Wednesday, 12/22 -- When life gives you lemons, it's time to go to the hospital.
Today I'm most likely going to be admitted into the hospital.
The results of the MRI comparisons are "negative" meaning they didn't see anything bad. But they also weren't looking for everything all at once. MRI results can be reconfigured in the computer to show different angles, different cross-sections and such. They are going to reconfigure it to examine my nervous system on the left side of my back.
The pain I've been having seems to be caused by nerve damage, not muscle damage.
They want me to see a neurologist to get to the bottom of this. Let him run his tests and do his exams. We'll see what he knows.
Ever try an schedule an appointment with a new specialist this close to the holidays? It's impossible. The solution... be admitted into the hospital. If I'm admitted into the hospital, no one can ignore me. Hopefully.
This is my oncologist's theory, anyway.
They hope to have me out of the hospital by Christmas! Whoopie!
One result from yesterday's office visit is they upped my steroid dosage. I'm feeling the results of that... I'm especially goofy this morning. Lots of energy. Too bad extended steroid intake of any kind can be damaging. I'd love to feel like this all the time. They'll give me even more when they have me in the hospital. I'll be on the ceiling.
Despite my current goofiness, I'm scared.
I'm scared of being in the hospital again. I'm scared of what this specialist is going to find, and what kinds of tests he'll want to do to make his determination.
I'm scared that I'll never be myself again. One step forward, two steps back.
The doctor's office just called, they are getting me a bed in the hospital. I'll be going over shortly. See you in a couple of days. Hopefully. Wish me luck.
posted by L @ 9:37 AM
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10 Comments:
It is unfair, there is no doubt about it. Still ... remember what Homer Simpson said: "Think positive thoughts! Think positive thoughts! Think positive thoughts!"
Bring the owl.
(Ummm, Homer might have actually said "unsexy thoughts" but that wouldn't fit in this scenario.)
You are in my prayers E. - Chardy
Hope that by the time you read this, you're back home enjoying the company of family and friends. Pray that you can soon feel "goofy" again.
Wishing you a healthier New Year!!!
Alex
does anyone know which hospital he's in? thanks.
-candace
Hope all goes well! I am hoping to see ya while I am home for the short time, but if you don't feel well for a visit, I will understand. Gonna be home through the 27th, starting tomorrow. Take care man!
Joe Norton
Here's hoping for a speedy recovery. There's only a week and half left to this terrible year, and 2005 is bound to be better--it's going to be the "Year of the Chaz". Take care.
--Matt
I love you. I love you both so much.
Will
We're thinking of you everyday...we love ya...please hang tight...kick it's ass...
oh, that comment was from Julius and Susan and Chris and Eleanor and Francesca and Madame and Zapata...
E,
I know the oncologist was telling you it's possibly neurological, but (IMH professional-O) I'd have to disagree (I mean, without seeing you in person.) The fact that the appearance of the pain coincided with the days you "over-did it" leads me to believe it's muscular, not neurological. But without seeing you in person, it's an educated guess...FWIW. I'd keep hitting it with the Advil and use heat or ice packs - or both- (whatever works best.)
Good luck,
~Mike
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