Stick a fork in me; I’m done…

Twin Forks
Photo by dvs

On the 10th of July, I was standing on the cold slate floor of my kitchen when I realized it was only cold to my right foot, not my left.  By Tuesday the 12th, I couldn’t feel the towel when I dried my left leg after a shower.  By the 14th, I couldn’t feel the towel all the way up to my waist on the left side.

Luckily, I had an appointment for the 15th with my neurologist.  Oddly enough, we’d just set that appointment as a check-up.  Little did we know how important it would be.  By that night, I knew that it looked like a second demyelinating episode (which would change the diagnosis to MS) and I had scheduled the MRI and spinal tap and started on the mega-dose of prednisone.

It is crazy how the steroids stop the damage from getting any worse.  Right now, I get to play a two-month waiting game to see how much I get back.  At dinner the other night, I decided to test my leg, so I picked up my fork and poked the leg all over to see if it had feeling anywhere.  (Horrible table manners, I know.  I don’t know what came over me.)  It doesn’t feel sharpness or softness, really, which is bizarre because it still works properly.  It feels heavier than the right leg, but that’s about it.

Tonight will be my first night off steroids since July 15th.  I’m looking forward to a good night’s sleep!

  • {Body Fat} released: Upper body workout at the gym with Q, then 20 min recumbent bike (and some handstands in the pool).
  • {Clutter} released:  Put all the hamster stuff on Craigslist.  (R.I.P., Tigger.)  Started sorting books in the basement to see what we can purge.  Lynette’s fork is back, though.  That thing just can’t be purged, I guess.

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