I’m sort of going over so many parts of my life in my head these days. I miss the physical bits I lost of the kids’ childhood in our house fire, but I still have those memories in my head. I think maybe Frank should send me some of the photos we do have. I keep not understanding why everything isn’t on Flickr!
I was trying to explain Elly to someone here. It’s hard to imagine someone knowing me and not knowing Elly, but okay? I miss my crazy cow. I sure don’t miss all that snow, though!
(That’s a video if you click on it — old school Flickr there from 2009, the day Obama was inaugurated and all I wanted to do was watch it and that dang Elly goes and jumps OVER the fence.)
So tomorrow we are headed back to the neurologist who will forever be known as the alien abduction dude in my head. He was the one who put me on the diuretic for the brain though that did do well for reducing my headaches for a while, even though I’m pretty sure that was the drug that also gave me the stabbing hot pokers in the heels of my feet. I think.
I was worried because it’s an afternoon appointment and I’m a wreck in the afternoon, but Lili points out that getting that on a medical record is part of the point of this visit. He’s going to see quite a bit of decline in the month since he’s seen me, I think, and I guess that’s what we want. I’m also curious about whatever results he’ll have from the DEEG. I think I’ve had three seizures in that month, and it sure would be nice to find some medication that would control them.
I also enjoyed the couple of weeks there where the headaches weren’t as bad. Can I have that again? I wasn’t using a cane a month ago, either.