You see, I am going to do something next week that I sort of dread. But I'm dreading it with the hopes that I will come away with answers, a diagnosis and a treatment plan.
After 5 years of:
*seeing doctors {8 by my count} who have poked and prodded me and asked me a myriad of questions, and been stumped by the answers
*being tested for all sorts of awful things, none of which I seem to have {thanking God for that one}
*taking all sorts of different medications {some appear to be snake oil, if you ask me}
*being frustrated out of my mind
*living with seizure type activities {that they say are not seizures} occasional loss of cognitive abilities, and periods of being unable to communicate verbally
* being diagnosed {or not diagnosed} as 'interesting', 'off' and 'that ain't right'
*wearing my big girl panties far more than I'd like
*causing many people who love and care for me to worry, and doing some worrying myself
*shedding countless tears and facing down terrible fears
and last but not least
*being loved and tenderly cared for by the Amazing Rocket Man...
I have an appointment at the Mayo Clinic in Jacksonville Florida next week. I am to arrive at 7 am on Monday and will be evaluated by Dr. Elizabeth Shuster in the Neurology Clinic.
So, here's my request. Would you say a prayer for me, for Rocket Man, for Dr. Shuster and the nurses and technicians that we will be dealing with next week? For safe travel to and from Jacksonville and for some answers.
We would appreciate it a great deal.
I will try to make posts on our adventures as we go.
~Mollianne
1 comment:
Absolutely, I'm honored to include you all in my prayer consciousness!
Looking forward to happy tidings; you're in great hands!
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