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Yesterday's MRI hijinks went fine. I did end up filing and soaking my manicure* off beforehand, because while it probably would have been okay, it wasn't something I was willing to take even a remote chance on. After I'd changed into my hospital gown, the tech had Miss Merricat bunny and I do a twirl in front of metal detector, after which we were declared non-magnetic, then ushered into the big clanky tube.
I had previously had an MRI! When I first started seeing my neurologist! How I'd forgotten that, who knows? Oh wait, it was during a very hectic and stressful time, that's probably how. But anyway, that means she has a baseline to compare the images of my brain with, so yay? She should have all the images by Friday, but I probably won't hear from her until Tuesday, because Monday is a U.S. holiday.
I'm ... not anxious, but am not 100% calm, either. In part because on Monday night, my left leg started feeling weird, and when I stood up I had a round of the exciting game of "Huh, will my leg support me, or am I going to crumple to the ground?". Which caused me to freak out, and the panic attack made things worse, and all in all Monday night was a terrible experience. It was probably related to my back having gone SPANG over the weekend and things settling into place, but still. Not a great time.
So yeah, waiting for MRI results, fingers crossed for a pinched nerve or an easily-fixable problem. Which it probably IS, but the Brain Racoons are loud little fuckers.
*Am I masking the hell up and getting a new fancy manicure this weekend? Yes, yes I am, because it will make me feel better. I just won't get a magnet-made holographic one. I sense glitter in my future.)
I had previously had an MRI! When I first started seeing my neurologist! How I'd forgotten that, who knows? Oh wait, it was during a very hectic and stressful time, that's probably how. But anyway, that means she has a baseline to compare the images of my brain with, so yay? She should have all the images by Friday, but I probably won't hear from her until Tuesday, because Monday is a U.S. holiday.
I'm ... not anxious, but am not 100% calm, either. In part because on Monday night, my left leg started feeling weird, and when I stood up I had a round of the exciting game of "Huh, will my leg support me, or am I going to crumple to the ground?". Which caused me to freak out, and the panic attack made things worse, and all in all Monday night was a terrible experience. It was probably related to my back having gone SPANG over the weekend and things settling into place, but still. Not a great time.
So yeah, waiting for MRI results, fingers crossed for a pinched nerve or an easily-fixable problem. Which it probably IS, but the Brain Racoons are loud little fuckers.
*Am I masking the hell up and getting a new fancy manicure this weekend? Yes, yes I am, because it will make me feel better. I just won't get a magnet-made holographic one. I sense glitter in my future.)