We went to the Doctor on Friday. Herself's test results were in. After all the shagging around & possibilities, we are left with two options now. Either a stroke or Lou Gehrig's disease. If you want to know about the latter, look it up for yourself. It's not pretty. Our Doctor is calling in all sorts of favours to jump the queue to get herself an MRI scan. That should finally tell us. Meanwhile, our next appointment with the Hospital surgeon is 9th of January. Him I'm not happy with. Aside from him not answering a letter from our GP requesting some assistance & info, he is also the one that definitely told us she had Bulbar Palsy. You really don't want to know what its like to go through the grief process that a diagnosis like that involves, only to be told a month or two later that it might be something else. We've been through a lot of diseases & conditions to get to where we are now. She is also supposed to see a visiting neurologist at Thames on, I think, the 11th of January, although what use that will be without an MRI scan I really don't know. Will keep you all posted anyway.
Well, that was the down. The up was we went fishing Saturday morning, two & a half hours & we had our limit. Herself didn't really want to come in, but we had to watch the tide a bit as we were using Te Puru ramp, & anything less than half tide makes it a bit tricky to get The Dog on the trailor. We had a good day. Today was blob day with 2 hours of Star Trek. I did get a bit of work done round home though. Tomorrow, back to work & hopefully news of an MRI scan, who knows................
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Fush.......... hmmmmmmmmm
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