Dr. Be Gone

I had an appointment with my neurologist last week. She had wanted to do an MRI on my neck, but the insurance company declined the request, so we had an appointment scheduled. She didn’t seem to think it was needed at this point, which was fine with me.

However, she did address my head and ocular migraine issues and I am now on Verapamil and baby Aspirin daily. She said it’ll take a couple of weeks to really get into my system. So far, no serious side effects, but I did experience a couple days of dizziness and light headedness…all side effects listed.

Then at the end of our appointment, she informed me she was leaving the area. What??? I just found you!! I was so disappointed. I really liked and trusted her and now I have to go through this whole process again and probably won’t be able to find another Dr. within a 40 mile range. I guess there IS one man near by, but there are rumors he is retiring, so I’ll pass.

Worn Out Brain

Today was one of those days where I just had so many different things going on that my brain feels exhausted. My eyes do too.

It’s amazing how having to concentrate on multiple tasks now can overexert my brain. Working on catalog, getting five different ads out to five different publications, a business lunch, a Dr’s appointment, a monthly calendar designed, then a stop to get a prescription filled THEN the 30 mile drive home! Is it any wonder we just had pizza for dinner tonight? LOL Who wants to cook?!?

When I’m just working on one TYPE of thing, I’m usually not quite that exhausted. It’s the different varieties of projects that can wear me down mentally now. Juggling in my mind isn’t as easy as it used to be pre-annie apparently. I really have to concentrate to make sure I sent things to the right publication, then print out the copies and files everything correctly. Sounds simple doesn’t it? It used to be.

10 Months and Counting

I failed to realize that this past Sunday was my 10 month anniversary of my rupture. And even though I failed to realize it, the way I spent the day was a celebration of life and enjoying it with family and enjoying the outdoors.

It was a beautiful day full of glorious, bright blue skies, light winds, no humidity and warm, but not hot, temperatures. Dave and I enjoyed coffee & tea out on the boat at the dock, then his niece Kim drove up from Portland and joined us. We spent all day out on the water. At least three separate trips with breaks for more food and drink in between. A very enjoyable, restful, un-stressful day with close family.

In the past 10 months I have recovered nicely. Things certainly could have been a lot worse. I take life and do things far more slowly than I used to. I guess that old adage to “stop and smell the roses” is coming in to play. There are just more important things to be concerned about in life. It doesn’t mean I still don’t want to go on a big shopping spree and buy a new wardrobe and drop that 10 extra pounds I can’t seem to lose, but it isn’t as important to me as it used to be. I’m healthy, I have a job and am living each day – and I’m very lucky to have a loving family and my “Maine
Man”.

Dave has been my rock, my handyman, my chauffeur, my broad shoulders, my sounding board and so much more. I couldn’t have gotten through this without him, literally. If he had not been home that morning last Oct. 4th, I don’t know if I would have driven myself to the ER that morning. I don’t know if I could have. Truthfully, I probably would have waited until later that morning and called to see if I could get in to see my regular Dr….and that may not have happened right away. Granted, Dr. Kwan may have very well saved my life, but Dave has save me in so many other ways. I’m so very lucky.

I’m not sure what my one year anniversary will bring. Probably lots of memories and I’ll be so busy at work during that time, I’ll probably be too tired to do much, but I will mark the occasion in some fashion.

I still get headaches, I still get very, very tired, my eyes will still bother me on occasion, I still get winded…but it has been worse. And I’ll continue to hold on to that. 10 months down….many more to go.