I haven’t posted much about my health this week. This is partly a denial and avoidance tactic. I’ve got an appointment very early tomorrow morning at OSU’s multiple sclerosis clinic. While I don’t expect to get any definitive verdict, simply making the trip puts me face to face with my fears again.
Best case: The doctor will order a slew of tests and tell me my brain MRI is not especially damning. Worst case: He’ll order a slew of tests and tell me I’m at high risk of developing MS. Either way, I’ll march through the tests, and then I’ll wait. Diagnosing MS is always a waiting game. The very definition of the disease requires either deterioration over time on an MRI or two attacks on separate parts of one’s nervous system that are at least a month apart.
I’ll post on tomorrow’s visit as soon as I get a chance.
The other reason I’ve been quiet about my health is that my brain fog has lifted most of the way. I’ve finally felt able to write about other topics, at least when I’m not too tired. It’s not just a pleasure to have a working brain; it’s a privilege. Remind me of that if I ever forget it again.