Anybody wanna go to Denver? Today I talked to my local neurosurgeon, who spelled out for me the plan going forward. I have what he describes as “mild hydrocephalus”. This is fluid on the brain–in my case either Coca-Cola syrup or hot fudge. I also have a Chiari malformation type 2. And, as diagnosed during … Continue reading Tales Of Twitch: Part 10 Etc.
Tonight I went to Regional West to get some additional tests on my malformed noggin so my neurosurgeon can have a more exacting idea of what’s going on up there. I had a marathon session of three different MRIs in a row, the last one including dye. (They do it intravenously…much tidier than, say, using … Continue reading Tales of Twitch: Part 9 Etc.
I found myself in a hospital this week, with lots of time to think. My earliest memory of an overnight hospital stay is at The Children’s Hospital in Buffalo. I was 4, maybe even 3. The memories I have of that experience are fleeting, fuzzy, tentative. I remember Mom and Dad bringing me a big … Continue reading Mother Mary Comes To Me
A small update today. When I was in the hospital a couple weeks ago with my upper respiratory infection, the medical team indicated some concerns about my heart. Today I went in for an electro-cardiogram. The fellow who gave me the test was named Ward. He was a straightforward, no-nonsense gent who reminded me of … Continue reading Tales Of Twitch: Part 8 Etc.
“I’ve been studying your MRI for weeks…it’s quite fascinating.” I visited a neurosurgeon today. No neurosurgery took place; it was the medical equivalent of a “meet and greet.” I met a neurosurgeon; a kind, thoughtful gentleman who discussed my case, my medical history, and asked lots of questions about my childhood medical issues. Then we … Continue reading Tales of Twitch: Part 7 Etc.
I haven’t written one of these in a long while, primarily because they’re starting to get depressing. I’m finding it harder and harder not to feel hopeless about my situation. And I can’t really talk about it with anyone because I don’t want to burden people with my medical drama. Everybody has crap going on … Continue reading Tales Of Twitch: Part 6 etc.
Just a quick update today. I got a call and scheduled an appointment to see a neurosurgeon in Scottsbluff. This is just an office visit, to discuss my case and see where it goes from here. I’ve had a rough week…lots of headaches, general weakness…I almost called my Alliance doc, but this week has been … Continue reading Tales Of Twitch: Part 5 of a 286-Part Series
The results from the MRI are in. It’s definitely a serious health concern. The Chiari Malformation, for those just joining us, is where the base of the brain puts pressure on the spinal cord. In discussing the matter with me today my doctor indicated that, if untreated, this could result in me losing the ability … Continue reading Tales Of Twitch: Part 4 of a 286-Part Series
Today was MRI day. A few days ago I ran into a dear friend and former co-worker while out shopping. She’d had an MRI a while back, and described to me her experience. (Most of the description had to do with her being very, very claustrophobic, which I am not.) But she did note that … Continue reading Tales Of Twitch: Part 3 of a 286-Part Series
Being completely honest, 2019 has been a bit of a pill thus far. Which, to be fair, 2018 was a blockbuster. Three concerts, great Vegas trip, wonderful plays with the Main Street Players…a truly awesome year. But 2019? My medical issues have been a constant belltone in the background of everyday life. I spent February … Continue reading Countdown To Hollywood!
