My girlfriend Lisa says this is a definite “you’ve got to be kidding me” and I think she’s right!
Yesterday I had the long-awaited MRI of my neck. I knew something was up when – after the technician rolled me out of the machine – she informed me, “the radiologist wants to see an area better so we need to give you IV contrast.” By the time I left their office knowing only they’d taken extra pictures, the radiologist was calling my neurologist, who in turn called me to say I have swelling of my spinal cord in my neck and they want me to have a brain MRI right away. “No,” the office person who called me said, “I don’t have any more information to give you except that the doctor wants to see you as soon as possible, the first available appointment is too far off so we’re putting you on the emergency cancellation list.” Hm, isn’t that fun?
Adam joked that with a detailed picture of my brain for a guide, Tom might finally accomplish something he’s been at for about 23 years – figuring me out. Well, pthbbt!
So, my brain scan is 11:15 this morning. We’ll all have to stay tuned together, because we all know this family needs more medical adventures! You’ve got to be kidding me!
Update: I have, in my possession, proof that my brain is indeed inside my head. Now to wait for the appointment to gain the neurologist’s opinion of it’s condition.