I hate mysteries
This will be short as my laptop is still being fixed and so I am writing via email on my cell phone. Yesterday at my neurology appointment I received a partial diagnosis: we know the what but not the why. I have progressive spastic paraparesis and paralysis. The cause remains a mystery, and so methodically testing continues with the awareness we may never solve the mystery. I hate mysteries. I need to know not just what and how but why. So tomorrow morning I am having a spinal tap sans anesthesia to try to rule out anything attacking my spinal cord. Then I get to spend a required 24 hours flat due to my blood thinners and medical history. Without a laptop, which has a mystery ailment of its own. Where is House when I need him? :)
August 12, 2009 at 5:50 PM
I wonder if they "staff?" could position a mirror in relation to the TV so that the TV picture would be on the ceiling... and then you could watch House in your room...feeling the need to yell at the TV? Go for it I say! you sure have earned the 15 minutes or more of anger!
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