Today I am better than yesterday but still I see some degradation of motor control, speach is fine, balance is alright but I won't be joining the circus like planned at 2yrs old. Degradation of fine motor skills including hand-eye coordination. I can still type obviously but for how much longer I don't know. Blackouts are more frequent, as well as "light headed" feeling. The rush of the light headed feeling back to reality is kind of a rush but I rather not have it, tuvm.
I still have no word on my MRI, as I might have said prior that it can take up to or more than 3 months to get an appointment.
I need to talk to my doctor, or maybe I should save it for my neurologist appointment but that's next month (March 11th). I'm sure it will come up at my Psychiatrists first appointment (February 25th) at the Anxiety Clinic down on 250 College Street. Dr. Stephen Sokolov, I wonder what to expect of him, from what I read that he is VP of medical Affairs at CAMH. Wow, I feel speshal now /sarcasm.
All i can do is yawn all fucking day, and Im not even fucking tired.
I swear if I end up in a bib and dribbling on myself, someone come on by and put me to sleep permanantly. Seriously. Not a fucking way to go man. I watched my granparents go out wit ha whimper, actually my grandmother kinda faught to her stubborn core, she refused food for 2 months, she was GTubed and IV fed and Ensure before they realized their fuck up because she had a DNR Order. Then they just let her go. She died in front of me probably arguing with St. Peter himself.
Ive been talking in my sleep again aparently. So that means, well..... yeah.... I told someone *aheam* Yeah and so yeah Mr. Whaa Whaa wasn't to happy. How the fuck is it that I can not even see you for 4 months and not think of you for a month really, and now I'm calling out your name at night.....fack! I guess its good you dont read this, talk about an ego booster.
Even my brain is epic fail.
FACK.
I still have no word on my MRI, as I might have said prior that it can take up to or more than 3 months to get an appointment.
I need to talk to my doctor, or maybe I should save it for my neurologist appointment but that's next month (March 11th). I'm sure it will come up at my Psychiatrists first appointment (February 25th) at the Anxiety Clinic down on 250 College Street. Dr. Stephen Sokolov, I wonder what to expect of him, from what I read that he is VP of medical Affairs at CAMH. Wow, I feel speshal now /sarcasm.
All i can do is yawn all fucking day, and Im not even fucking tired.
I swear if I end up in a bib and dribbling on myself, someone come on by and put me to sleep permanantly. Seriously. Not a fucking way to go man. I watched my granparents go out wit ha whimper, actually my grandmother kinda faught to her stubborn core, she refused food for 2 months, she was GTubed and IV fed and Ensure before they realized their fuck up because she had a DNR Order. Then they just let her go. She died in front of me probably arguing with St. Peter himself.
Ive been talking in my sleep again aparently. So that means, well..... yeah.... I told someone *aheam* Yeah and so yeah Mr. Whaa Whaa wasn't to happy. How the fuck is it that I can not even see you for 4 months and not think of you for a month really, and now I'm calling out your name at night.....fack! I guess its good you dont read this, talk about an ego booster.
Even my brain is epic fail.
FACK.