I spent last Friday and Monday at the hospital, in the MS clinic being poked and prodded and tested. To make things worse I also woke up Monday with tooth ache. A tooth ache that felt like tonsillitis and an ear ache too. The doctors drugged me so that they could continue to poke and prod me. They also wanted an MRI of my brain, but I am claustrophobic so on top of the narcotics they placated me with valium.
Zippity do da, zippity ay, my oh my what wonderful day …
It was some time during this drug induced euphoria that Mr. MK informed me that the bathroom faucet needed replacing. Only because I was impaired I told him to, “do whatever you think is best”.
Our house is falling down around us, but I hate renovations. They stress me out. So …
This one brings me ice water and narcotics. I’m secretly referring to her as Nurse Ratched. Shhh … don’t tell.
Mounds of antibiotics and painkillers seem to be taking care of the tooth issue. Rotten teeth freak me out, so I was happy to hear that tooth seems perfectly intact but the nerve seems inflamed. I am going to some sort of specialist on Monday. I am determined to ‘keep’ the tooth. It’s a wisdom tooth so they’re always trying to pull it out … no one seems to care that I use it!
Our ugly 70’s tiles have been replaced with Italian travertine. Apparently you can’t mix Italian travertine and tacky linoleum, so I’ve been told I picked out a really nice marble flooring yesterday. Mr. MK says, “when you’re not so stoned we’ll go out an pick out a sink”. I don’t believe him, it’s probably stashed in the van. There’s a lovely blue paint on the walls, picked out by my sister in New Orleans.
According to the Neurologist I have a brain stem injury. Nothing that I won’t get over, but when the brain is injured you’re fatigued. VERY, VERY fatigued. To those relatives that asked me if I’m lazy (think that I’m lazy or implied I am lazy) … NO I AM NOT! I am brain damaged. The very fact that I’d rather be brain damaged than lazy concerns me.