Friday Gareths parents arrived for the weekend along with the snow, it took them ages to get here and as usual the route off the M3 and through Basingstoke made the national news for it's simple inability to actually manage a little snow with any dignity at all.
This week has been completely nuts at work, the lead up to a big deployment weekend at work. I've been in at 8am and still online at 10-11pm at night. I suspect I'll be paying for that next week when my body decides to make me slow down.
On Wednesday I got a phone call from London saying that my Neuro appointment was being brought forward to Friday - cue me having a bit of a flap attack and wondering what the MRI 2 weeks ago had shown up that necessitated the appointment to be brought forward by 3 months EEEK
I've been into London today, and met with Dr N, apparently good news needs to be shared quickly under Berkshire and London NHS
4th year NEDA - No Evidence Disease Activity
Lemtrada is still doing its job, everything I hoped and dreamed it would do. Yes my thyroid has gone a bit tit's up (more about that with the bloods) and sometimes I need Bob for the things that require significantly more stamina than I currently have. But I'm not collecting scar tissue in my brain and spine like some collect shoes or tattoos and I'm not collecting a load of new symptoms. So YAY BLOODY YAY.
Something Dr N also said is that I'm approved for a 3rd round if I ever need it, so I don't need to fight for it. All that time doing the cost benefit analysis of it to show for me it really has been a cost effective investment for the NHS, and the risk assessment of alternative types of treatment and their suitability can happily get put away. It's lovely and reassuring to know that I would not have to do battle to get a 3rd round should that ever be the day.
While I'm waxing lyrical about the NHS, I should also give a huge shout out that I can't find a single negative about being under Berkshire (apart from having to use public transport to get there) The efficiency and professional way they manage your appointments, the not sitting around for hours and the setting up of your next MRI’s and appointments pretty much before you even get home from the one you’ve just been to.
It’s Friday night, the first phase is going well with the deployment and the next update call is at 4am so I’m going to go and hit the sack shortly.
And last but not least – blood tests, I had a call from the Doctors this week – I’ve been asked to reduce my Levothyroxine from 150mg a day to 125mg … it would appear that it might have been a little much as I’m now showing hypo on my blood results (sadly I haven’t suddenly become a svelte size 10 (UK) size)
The other wierdies are starting to come back in line and my Lymphocytes remain happily on the low side of the mid-range so they’re behaving themselves (as the MRI shows)
After getting thoroughly soaked about 8 times getting into Hammersmith to Charing Cross and back, losing my train ticket between Paddington and the hospital, spending £60 on trains and taxis, accidentally spending £14 to buy a coffee in ‘cup for life’.
Well I’ve had the biggest smile on my face, this is the best news I’ve had in ages, add to that apparently it’s far more convenient to put Bob and I in at the front of the train so I’ve had 1st class upgrades going both ways.
Today has been a bloody good day and I’m a very happy girl.
Anyway those blood results .....