Okay, going back to the tail end of July/early August. It seems so long ago, but I suppose I'm still reeling.
Shortly after swooping onto the scene, my mom emerged victorious in her rounds with Dr. Bugpoop and co., thus freeing me from the hospital confines. She waited before driving home so she could accompany me to an appointment with my primary care doctor the next day.
It's an hour and a half home and I don't remember any specific details from the trip.
Well, not as much progress as i'd hoped, but some. To be continued, (yet again).
May your Wednesday be wondrous.
Love and kindness from Moscow.
Shortly after swooping onto the scene, my mom emerged victorious in her rounds with Dr. Bugpoop and co., thus freeing me from the hospital confines. She waited before driving home so she could accompany me to an appointment with my primary care doctor the next day.
It's an hour and a half home and I don't remember any specific details from the trip.
I was a little bit less on the swerve by my appointment time the next day. I remember most of the dialog. At the end, my physician turned to my mom and said, "Yeah, I just lost a 26 year old with epilepsy in my practice. She died in her home a few months ago." As if our time in the ICU and a life flight helicopter ride hadn't already conveyed the gravity of the situation. Thanks for putting my poor mother at ease, doc!
Well, not as much progress as i'd hoped, but some. To be continued, (yet again).
May your Wednesday be wondrous.
Love and kindness from Moscow.
And love and kindness back to you. And peace.
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DeleteSome things are maybe better not remembered and massive cheers to your sister and mother - again! Of course, the biggest cheers to you for coming round and telling the tale!!!!
ReplyDeleteThat whole business of scraping by and making it against almost too many odds, life's blessings and the wonders of it all etc. I could be tempted to call it unique but mostly it's just grrr.
Talk about bringing up a conversation piece at the appropriate moment. Doctors. Seriously. I recently made the huge mistake of allowing my adult daughter (home on one of her brief visits) to accompany me to another of my fancy day clinic treatment days (8hrs of gaga making infusions) and she - wanting to be meaningful and useful beyond the cups of tea serving bits - asked all sorts of learned questions about my meds and general outlook stuff. In the end I was comforting a sobbing 34 year old who had vaguely began to realise that her mother may be rather more mortal than others - statistically speaking. And there I had been looking forward to a cosy day in semi sedation with personal room service and *bonding*. I was livid with the doctors. And it took ages for her to stop fussing.
Thank you for sharing the screenshot.
I'm steeling myself for tomorrow's visit to the Useless Yet Nice Neurologist. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteAnd that story of the young woman who died from epilepsy -- my god. It's such a hideous disease. I really do hate it.
I hope the appointment went well.
DeleteYes, it's blood-boiling and horrifying that people are still dying from a disease that's been identified for more than a millennia. In reflecting on epilepsy i'm left simultaneously angry, heartsick and bleary with fatigue.
it took ages for her to stop fussing.
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