Week 17 is here and Facebook has reminded me this morning
that on this day 2 years ago I was admitted to hospital as an emergency
admission with a suspected brain haemorrhage. Something had gone ‘POP’ in my
head behind my right eye 4 days earlier and I’d felt like I had a migraine that
wouldn’t quit – then I nearly passed out in the supermarket.
Over the next 36 hours with an emergency CT scan and lumbar
puncture, they managed to rule out brain haemorrhage, strokes and tumours in my
head. For the first time I heard someone use the words ‘you may have Multiple
Sclerosis’
I know I’m weird, but to be honest that was absolutely the
best news I’d had all weekend – after all the first three can all have fairly ‘fatal’
consequences.
Perhaps this
anniversary is cause for celebration?
It certainly answered a lot of questions about individual annoying
things that I’d been ignoring for at least 2 years prior to the diagnosis.
So very much has changed since this day 2 years ago in terms
of both my health and my life.
Health-wise I’m better, so much better than I’ve been in
years, all those strange MS things that made walking, seeing, thinking so very
hard are now gone.
Life wise, we have been
in our beautiful new (150+ years old) house for over a year. Gareth and I, the
dogs and cats have a wonderful life. Our family has experienced another 3 heart
breaking losses on top of those in the couple of years before. I’ve managed to
spectacularly fail at my escape from the rat race plan by winning the euro
millions – but it is Tuesday tomorrow and today I feel pretty lucky so I’m
going to invest in a couple of lucky dips and keep my fingers crossed.
This week it is ‘stabbing time’ again, one last set of
bloods from the lovely ‘one stab wonder’ nurse at my old doctors surgery before
my records finally transfer to the new surgery (I had a wimp out on
transferring the registration before my updated drivers licence was returned,
wanting the paperwork to be completed by a doctor who actually ‘knows’ me)
The James Villa app reliably informs me that we have 12 days
remaining before our 2 weeks of sunshine, relaxation and lovely Portuguese culture,
food and drink. I’m so excited I’ve been informed by my colleagues that for a
Monday morning I have been unbearable with my cheerfulness, smiles and
positivity …… oops LOL (just making it worse now I suspect)
The weekend was a study of relaxation; not doing a lot
(apart from Oxygen Therapy as always) a couple of fairly late nights but long
lie in’s in the morning. Gareth made the best Indonesian Peanut Chicken curry
he’s ever done on Saturday night, I managed to perfectly roast a sirloin Rib
roast for Sunday Dinner (the dogs were very miffed that they were not offered
leftover’s of either meal – 1 – flatulent dogs absolutely NO curry – EVER – 2 –
roast sirloin – only in your dreams puppies)
So that’s it – boring boring Tracy another week crossed off
the Lemtrada timeline and it’s still all fantastic.
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