Happy Neurologist Day
I probably should have thought this through a little more but we are talking about an appointment with a neurologist so maybe that’s a hint that my brain ain’t firing on all cylinders, you know?
The last neurologist appointment was October 1st. We determined that the daily, near constant, almost debilitating headaches were probably just a new flavor of migraines and we picked a new medication to try to see if it helps.
The medication didn’t have any affect as far as I could tell and the headaches just kept coming, worse and worse each day. I initially had a follow up appointment scheduled for February but I let them know that I was having a bad time and they rescheduled for today… the day before Thanksgiving… the busiest travel day of the year in the United States. I booked some sick time at work but given the events of the day for the rest of the country, I waited until the last possible moment to put myself out… which means I put myself out at the latest possible moment based on normal weekday traffic. This is not a normal weekday though… am I going to be late? Probably not, but the odds are higher than normal that I will. Shit.
It’s probably okay though because the headaches have mostly stopped. They pop back in now and then, but in the couple of weeks since I booked today’s appointment they have mostly gone away. The dizziness I was having is back though. We can talk about that today.
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What changed with the headaches? I think I wrote about this the other day but I stopped using my laptop in bed before I go to sleep. That’s it. I stopped that one little behavior and the headaches mostly went away. That sucks. I want my night time routine back. I want to watch TV in bed for half an hour or so before I go to sleep. I want to have a late night snack while sitting up and scratching my wife’s back. It blows chunks that I can’t seem to do that anymore. Bite me, my brain.
I’ll talk it over with the doctor today. I hope he’ll tell me that I’m nuts and the two things have nothing to do with each other (fingers crossed on that front) but he’ll probably tell me that brains are weird and no one really knows why they do anything so just stop using your laptop in bed at night and enjoy being mostly pain free.
Ugh.
I’ll let you know how it goes.
On an unrelated note, I think I am going to cross post this literary masterpiece over on substack. Why? I don’t know. Leave me alone, I just want to.
On another unrelated note, when the fuck did Medium cut me from three posts per 24 hour period down to two? I mean, if they want me to stop using the service they could just ask me to fuck off. That would actually have been preferable.
