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I finally got my mom out of the hospital, so I went there myself. Early Saturday I woke and realised I had terrible vertigo, and literally could not walk without falling or staggering sideways. It was probably amusing to watch, but it was quite scary. I knew I had been feeling weird but wow.
So I got to go to the hospital and have lots of fun in the ER. They discovered out of a scale of 0-30 I was at a 25 on a dehydration scale. I suppose the Texas heat and all the stress finally got me. I got 2 litres of electrolytes, niacin and vitamins pumped into me. Normally I wouldn't even bring it up, because y'know. It's just a bump in the road. I don't worry about my health much. But while I was there there were afraid perhaps I had had a stroke so they performed a CAT scan. It was discussed at great length among the staff then they sent me for another, with contrasting dyes this time (by the way, the dye BURNS. They put it in your IV and YA! HOT!) Anyhoo. It did not get better.
I got to home home after half a day, but they told me I must go get an MRI. There is a dark mass (their words, 'mass'. It sounds ominous) on my brain (although I do now have actual proof I own a brain, something many would have argued... so Huzzah for that I suppose). It could be scar tissue, a tumour, an ingrown conjoined twin is my hope, but luck probably isn't with me there. So I had to go get an MRI today. I won't know what it says until Thursday. It's literally got me in a panic, although a quiet one. I don't want to scare my son or partner. But i have to say this somewhere. I am scared. I need that brain. I use it sometimes.
I just have to keep laughing until I know, but it is very hard because I suppose at heart I must be a coward.
Has anyone else ever had something like this come up? What was your outcome? Am I just being paranoid?
Make fun of me to make me laugh and forget my troubles!
So I got to go to the hospital and have lots of fun in the ER. They discovered out of a scale of 0-30 I was at a 25 on a dehydration scale. I suppose the Texas heat and all the stress finally got me. I got 2 litres of electrolytes, niacin and vitamins pumped into me. Normally I wouldn't even bring it up, because y'know. It's just a bump in the road. I don't worry about my health much. But while I was there there were afraid perhaps I had had a stroke so they performed a CAT scan. It was discussed at great length among the staff then they sent me for another, with contrasting dyes this time (by the way, the dye BURNS. They put it in your IV and YA! HOT!) Anyhoo. It did not get better.
I got to home home after half a day, but they told me I must go get an MRI. There is a dark mass (their words, 'mass'. It sounds ominous) on my brain (although I do now have actual proof I own a brain, something many would have argued... so Huzzah for that I suppose). It could be scar tissue, a tumour, an ingrown conjoined twin is my hope, but luck probably isn't with me there. So I had to go get an MRI today. I won't know what it says until Thursday. It's literally got me in a panic, although a quiet one. I don't want to scare my son or partner. But i have to say this somewhere. I am scared. I need that brain. I use it sometimes.
I just have to keep laughing until I know, but it is very hard because I suppose at heart I must be a coward.
Has anyone else ever had something like this come up? What was your outcome? Am I just being paranoid?
Make fun of me to make me laugh and forget my troubles!