It is once again Monday morning. It is unbelievable how fast Mondays come. I was pretty much useless all weekend. I was supposed to work on school work, do some taxes for a couple of customers, catch up on some bookkeeping for my aunt's store, clean my house and even do my weekly shopping. Well, Saturday morning came and I honestly can't even tell you what I did with it. Before I knew it, it was gone. I remember my husband went to work Saturday afternoon, but he was back home when I woke up to use the bathroom. I didn't even know I had been asleep. Yep, I had fallen asleep around 2:30pm on Saturday and did not wake back up until after 9. Then on Sunday, I stayed in bed until 12:15pm. That means I missed church, missed cooking breakfast, missed putting my dinner on and all of the oh so many other things that I should have done. Ok - Fast foward to Sunday evening and we have another day of which I basically just slept.
My new neurologist ordered a bucket load of tests when I was there and started me on a three day treatment of Solumedrol because I was still enduring the current relapse. He ordered it be given at an infusion treatment center because the meds have caused my sugar level to rise and they are worried about diabetes!!! . My health insurance requires that a physician be present while I get my treatment. The physician that is there at the center is a retired gynecologist. He is there on certain days only. I got treatment on this past Thursday and Friday, but have to wait until Tuesday to get my next and final one as the doctor doesn't work weekends and Mondays. I wasn't able to go home and see my mom because of this and that was a major bummer. Hopefully, I will be all better to drive up there soon and see her. It does me good to spend time with her and I like to think it does the same for her.
Recently has just been a doozie of a time for me. I sometimes wonder about a lot of things, but my faith never waivers and because of that, I press on so to say. I mean there is no need to complain anyway, but it does feel good to get it out of my mind. I am honestly looking forward to a more peaceful, serene time. It has to be near. There is always a quiet after the storm, right?
My MS Update 2017
3 months ago