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Tuesdays Update...

First Shot of Abigail crawling with her tummy off the Ground
I started off today pretty excited--I had lifted my right leg off the ground by itself before I went to bed last night. And this morning my right arm was tingling some which I thought was good since I couldn't feel anything before. Shortly after I started my day I began to feel severely numb and "strange" in my whole torso. I feel like I am being squeezed by a snake, and am becoming short of breath very easily. Just when you think you might be able to deal with a symptom, a new one arises!
  Kel, myself and Abigail made our way to the neurologist at 2:00. The doctor was a really nice older gentleman who I had fun joking with. He told my husband that at least I had a good sense of humor about all this. He did a bunch of neurological tests..."follow my finger with your eyes", poking me with a pin all over the darn place--which might I add feels like being stabbed when your skin is super sensitive. When he got to the one where I am supposed to reach out and touch his finger and then touch my nose, I failed miserably. I almost poked my eye out.  How strange it is to fail a simple test that my 8 month old could probably do. When he got to my reflexes, I warned him that my whole life doctors have never been able to get my knee to flex, its always kind of been a joke. Well, when he tapped my knee, it flew out and almost kicked him in the face, the same as happened in triage at the ER. He told me that it was good that I knew I had bad reflexes before, because having crazy ones now was probably a symptom. When he was done with his exam he sat down and said "I see many people everyday, all of whom think they have something wrong with them, usually they don't. That is not the case with you. You have something serious going on." He told the nurse that I had to get in for an MRI this week and that he wanted to see me next week to go over the results. I go tomorrow for the MRI. It's amazing to me how fast this is going. I am extremely grateful, but I thought for sure it would take weeks for me to even get an appointment.  I asked the doctor if he knew of any other conditions that my symptoms might fit other than MS, and jokingly he said "oh, I'm sure there are thousands of other conditions out there that fit, why don't you look them up on the internet in your spare time"  I took that to mean he didn't want to speculate without seeing my MRI. It was comforting to have a doctor that seems to care about my well-being and was not just trying to get me out of there as fast as possible.
  I'm so thankful for all of my friends kind words and prayers, they truly mean the world to me.I'll keep you all posted, I should know something by next Wednesday at the latest. Will make for an interesting Thanksgiving this year.  My arm is really quite tired tonight and typing is putting a lot of strain on it, so I'm off to relax before bed, who knows what tomorrow may bring!

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