I had a Neurologist appointment with Dr. G today to get the results of last week's MRI. (Which went pretty well - no tears and only a fleeting panic when the table moved back.) And she said I'm stable! Which in medical terminology means no change from last time. Which means I didn't get worse!! YEAH
But it also means I didn't get better...BOOO! There are two nerves actively inflammed my trigeminal nerve and an abduces nerve that I didn't catch the full name of (and since the receptionist lady wasn't going out of her way to help - BIG SURPRISE - I elected to have the MRI mailed to me.) but is next to the trigeminal nerve. And she seemed fairly surprised to learn I elected to start the Methotrexate since that "takes pregnancy off the table" (for now).
In that moment I wished we were friends. I wished she would tell me honestly what she was thinking. I wished I could say, Hey! Lets go grab a margarita and you tell me what you would tell your sister to do in my shoes." And to some that might be a strange thought but I took the time to do what a lot of people don't. Find doctors that I actually like. They are down to earth. Friendly. They don't rush me through their office. And I absolutely trust them - because after all it is my life we are dealing with.
She checked in on my pain and asked about the steroids. Checked my reflexes told me my boots were super cute and sent me on my way with a script for another MRI in 6 months.
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