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I am so lucky.  I seriously am.  I really think they have gone above and beyond “Customer Service,” this time.
Because I am still not working, I am on a stoopid guvmunt plan where I need to pay out of pocket for my meds.  As you can imagine, this is rather painful when you are on [...]

No, I’m serious.  This is actually worthy of “Breaking News!”
My body is weird.  At least from the inside.  I think it’s alright from the outside? *shrug* Still, I don’t eat.  This can be traced back to a variety of reasons.  However, in the immediate, it has tended to work “backwards” in a certain way regarding [...]

I’m sure I’ve felt this scared at some point in my life before.  Perhaps? Maybe? I don’t know.  Perhaps not.  All I know is that I am very, very scared right now.  I was chatting with a couple of bloggers last night, and emailed another one this morning who have gotten various bits of this [...]

You Are Not Sick…You Are Well…You Are Not Sick…You Are Well…
As Far As Meds Tonight:
Another Maxalt/Rizatriptan (On The Heels Of Just Getting Over “The Migraine From Hell?” Another One? Neurologically Not Good?) Gravol/Dimenhydrinate, Valium/Diazepam.  The Regular Stuff: Topamax/Topiramate, Lamictal/Lamotrigine, Clobazam/Frisium, Seroquel/Quetiapine.
Ibuprophen That Didn’t Even Make A Dent Before Taking The Migraine Triptan.  My World, It [...]

This migraine is my worst ever.  I have only had two “Puking Migraines” in my life.  I’m sure you have guessed this is one of them.  The other happened when I woke up on my 29th birthday.  “Happy Birthday!” *horns tooting* That didn’t matter so much; it happening on my birthday.  I’m not really big [...]

I’ve still been looking.  Looking at my face.  I have high cheekbones.  Or so I have been told? Yes.
Or so I can see?  Now?  Yes.
Cue: “Chopin Nocturne” (no, I am listening to it, soothing and appropriate.)
I am looking again in the mirror, but not for vanity’s sake, no.  For understanding.
My ex-partner called me “Gaunt,” when [...]

No doubt, you are all getting sick of this Neurological Bullshit.  Well, I know I sure am! Who is getting more sick of it? You readers, or moi? We could arm wrestle it out to decide, but I’m too tired.  You would all win by default.
So, what should I stream? Good god, beyond how tired [...]

Non-Arsey Neuro called me back first thing this morning but he only had a few minutes to spare.  He has several offices around the city and was leaving for another one, not the one where I see him.  Still, he deserves kudos as how many doctors even speak to patients over the phone, anyway?
However, and [...]

…Non-Arsey Neuro didn’t call.  Or, he’s working really late and taking his time.
I’ve been waiting all day.  My anxiety has been skyrocketing as a result.  I think I’m going to pass out now.  Or puke.  Or both.  Well, puke first or I’ll die.
Fuck.
Well, try again tomorrow.  There’s nothing else for me to do.
Please, still be [...]

Do not “freak out” when researching something on the Internet!!!
Crap.
Nonetheless, we’ve upped the ante on how emergent it is that I speak to Non-Arsey Neuro tomorrow.  Or possibly see him?
I read some information when I came home after my first tonic-clonic seizure, but I was too sick to look at it.  Therefore, I didn’t want [...]