Surgery--Again

Good thoughts from here too.

Fie on the lab for not just calling the endos.. (well, maybe it was too late, but really..)

Good news.

I told ya so!!


Now here's some Sleepytime tea with lemon and ginger so you can lay down and have a nice restful nap.

Well, so far good news.

Hope the neuro is just as happy.

((B))

Hang in there, Roberta.
Good news is coming; I can feel it.

Hope you can try and get a good night's sleep Roberta. Here's getting good news Tuesday morning.

It's nevah too late - will say hi to Brendalee for you by email tomorrow and in person on the weekend. We're meeting at Daddyo's before our next concert - we can lift an actual adult beverage in greeting to you there.

Joining in the chorus of a good rain's gonna fall.

I don't blame you in the least, Roberta.
So many doctors, so many tests, so much follow-up, so much worry ....
But your MRI results are very good news!

Aw you poor thing.
I know others have said this already & I know it's easier said than done, but please try to sleep (or to rest, at least).

Bugger, bum & ****!
How's that?
Good luck, Roberta, I'm thinking of you with fingers tightly crossed.

Took a nap. Ate a little. Now I can sleep. I'm not going to be up all night tonight.

I won't be able to relax until the neurosurgeons tell me everything is OK. And, of course, my symptoms must be addressed and resolved somehow. Headaches. Dizziness. Misreading words! (Don't tell the people I work for about this.)

The neurologist told me that the headaches might be the result of scarring. The dizziness might be stress. I'm no longer accepting "might be's." I want answers.

As an aside, both my therapists have put me in graduation mode. They think I'm doing well and don't need to see them anymore. This will be a slow weaning process. I have mixed feelings. I'm dependent. And they're the only human beings I talk to face to face for weeks on end. Plus there's the stigma of certifiable sanity. The ignominy. The shame. And my disbelief. Who, moi?

I found out that my art therapist doesn't deal with individual out-patients--just me. She and her staff work with in-patients exclusively. She leaves her regular duties every Friday afternoon just to see me. She's the head of the department. Don't know how this happened. But it's been invaluable. One of my very special drawings will be displayed at the next exhibition.

I saw the psychiatrist last week. I'm not graduating from him. He wants me to meet and speak to the psychiatric board or something or other.

I'm sick of being sick. And I think I'm gonna miss being nuts. Well, I guess I can remain eccentric.

I'm rambling. Tired, tired, tired.

That's very good to hear.

And if they do tell you that, then what a moment! I couldn't think of a better reason to celebrate!

No you're not rambling, Roberta.
You're expressing very real worries. Anyone would feel the same, having been through what you've been through.
And, if you've ever been "nuts", I've never seen it. At all.
You are an incredibly strong person.
And you are perfectly understandably sick of being sick.
My hat goes off to you for how you have handled a situation that would have caused lesser beings (such as myself) to crumble.


No reason for shame, Roberta.
They have helped you through some incredibly tough times.
I imagine you'd see them as much as friends, rather than just therapists, by now.

Back from Bellevue. It's now official. The neurosurgeon said that the MRI shows no changes. A very good thing. Near collapsing with relief.

I asked about my symptoms. He told me that the cognitive neurological tests will likely have some answers. I said that they wouldn't explain the headaches and the dizziness. Then he told me that the brain is a very mysterious organ and that they don't always know how it will react to being messed with.

On the other hand, the headaches could be from scarring. The dizziness could be stress. I think that's possible, but I also think it may be a side effect of one of the numerous medications I'm taking. I'm gonna look into it.

Bought myself some treaty stuff for dinner. (Big splurge) Gonna have breakfast. Gonna sleep. Gonna wake up and eat my treaty dinner. Then I'll work.

Wonderful!!!

I can hear that giant exhale from here.

Very very good news.

Didn't think I was capable of a giant exhale, J. Asthma makes exhaling a challenge. But I exhaled a doozy sigh. The breeze is headed in your direction. Batten down the hatches.

<she huffed and she puffed>

ever thought of taking up glass-blowing?



mebbe a series of glass cats?

<strange the connections a brain makes>

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Good and interesting news.

Sleep well and enjoy the treaty food.

Phew.....

Good to hear!

<and breathes another sigh of relief>

(((((((((((Boida)))))))))))))

phewy!

hope you zzzzzz'd - I must zzzzzzz now for work in the morning - but I'll have a spring in my step for you when I waken. Such good news today.

Enjoy treats

love you goil xxxxxxxxx

Them A2K vibes sure can do some wondrous things!

Yipee!!!

Hope you get a lot of good sleep now.

I slept (not long enough) and ate (delish). My breathing is not good. Too much stress I think.

I'll see how things are manana.

Coming up:

Thursday: endocrinologist
Monday: dentist
Wednesday: throat doc (nervous as always)
Friday: therapists