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Neurologist tomorrow

Tomorrow morning I see my neurologist to discuss my MS. Here's how I expect the conversation to go:

Neuro: Hello. I've looked at your MRI films and it's apparent that you do have a brain.

Me: My children have been seeking confirmation of that for years.They say I didn't have one. Now I have proof!Thank you!

Neuro: You're welcome.

Me: So, what else can you tell?

Neuro: Well, It's not normal.

Me: No kidding

Neuro: No, really. It's the most abby normal brain I've ever seen. You should be studied.

me: If it's a live-in study where I have to stay somewhere with all my meals given to me, I don't have to cook, clean or talk to a teenager for any length of time, I'm all yours.

Neuro: It costs a lot of money

Me: Sign me up.

Yeah, we know it won't happen, but a girl can dream, right?

Actually my dream is for him to say there's been some kind of mistake and those white areas in my brain aren't really MS, just a fuzzy picture.

Yeah, that's the ticket.

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  1. Pamela, I have been curious as to what made you go to the doctor, did you have symptoms that were bothering you? My aunt was dianosed with MS many, many years ago and as soon as she found out, she withdrew from the world. I would loved to have talked to her, since it must be something I would be curious about as a member of the family. Since her, my mom, other aunt and grandma are all gone no body knows anything about it.

    I do wish you all the best and good luck tomorrow, maybe it was a fuzzy film.

    Pam

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  2. I initially went to the doctor because my eyes were giving me trouble. I ended up in the ER and after 2 ct scans they finally did an MRI and found the lesions.

    Or supposed lesions. I'm still hopeful that their diagnosis is wrong. Thanks for your good wishes!
    I'm so sorry for what your aunt must have gone through. I know that some people with a chronic illness suffer from depression and that can cause them to withdraw from the world.

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  3. Thinking of you.

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  4. MS

    Means Multi Skilled

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