Truthfully, i havent been drinking water like i normally do/should be for the past few weeks, i knew that things might have been tricky. in fact, it wasn’t until Monday nite, i said to myself, “shit, i have an infusion tomorrow – i should have been drinking water for the past week!” there was a new nurse there too and the older heads let her come to me (poor thing); she didn’t stand a chance in hell – she kept apologizing and eventually gave up after the 2nd time.
I also had a follow up appt. with my neurologist. good news – there is no additional scarring/signs of PML on the last MRI so things are stable. Unfortunately, Stacey being Stacey took advantage of the fact that i was off the entire day, so i went to the barber and made another doctor’s appt that morning so by the time i got in to see him, i wasn’t in good shape. I wasn’t the worst i can be, but i was bad enuf that he was concerned. i told him that by the time my infusion was done, i’d be ok…and of course i was.
On a side note, he opened the exam room door and exclaimed, “oh! what did u do with your hair?” (remember i’d just come from the barber so it was fresh) well i still havent answered him because i was in so much shock. First, he’s a man and secondly, he’s my doctor who i don’t see that often (granted he’s seen me with my mohawk already but still) – i couldn’t believe it!!! LOL
oh…P.S – i’m up to 8 falls now.