Utopianism

I’ve been visiting doctors and hospitals more than I’d like to have in the past week. About three months ago when I would lay down and begin to fall asleep, my arms and my legs would begin tingling, kind of like when you try to move an arm that’s been asleep. This would happen once, maybe twice a week. But now it has turned into a daily thing, and my arms and legs aren’t exactly just tingling - they’re going numb. And I’m getting killer headaches, a lot. I could usually shift around a bit and it would wear off, but Saturday night when it happened, I got up and walked around and it wouldn’t go away. Four days later, it still hasn’t stopped. I went to see a doctor Sunday who suggested a CT scan (because of my headaches) and set the appointment up for Tuesday. But Monday night, my arms, legs, and lips were numb. My boyfriend was poking my leg and I couldn’t even feel it. He took me to the ER where they went ahead and performed a CT scan to make sure there was nothing crazy, like tumors, going on. It came back clear, and the doctor said the next major thing to rule out is multiple sclerosis. So now I have an MRI scheduled for Saturday, and an appointment made with a neurologist on December 15.

I’m glad that the CT scan was okay, and the doctor also said that he didn’t think it was MS, because that’s usually accompanied with loss of muscle coordination. But it’s still so frustrating not knowing what is causing my body to do this. Apart from the headaches, I’m not in any pain - it’s just a huge nuisance. I read online about some people who were having the same symptoms and found out that their vertebrae weren’t aligned like they should be. They said going to a chiropractor fixed the problem, and they felt 100% normal. I mentioned this to the doctor at the hospital, but he said he didn’t think this was the problem, but going to the chiropractor also wouldn’t hurt anything. I believe I’m going to go soon, just for a peace of mind if nothing else.

On that note, my dad is still feeling okay. This second round of chemo is affecting him a little more than the first, but not to the point that it’s making him miserable. I’m really glad. I was afraid he would be feeling bad on Thanksgiving, and that wouldn’t be fair for him.