Recap: I haven’t been feeling well for awhile. Basically ever since I fell in January (10 months ago). Very tired, sleeping a lot, etc.
Went to the doctor. Went to the psychologist. Diagnosed AD/HD.
I did a sleep study on Monday night. Unfortunately, my insurance company denied coverage of the version that my doctor wanted me to have so I got the Geo Metro of sleep studies rather than the standard family sedan version. All it determined was that I don’t have obstructive sleep apnea. Not a big surprise. But it doesn’t address any of the other 90 (alleged) issues that could be causing me to sleep at the drop of a hat.
Tuesday, I went back to the doctor to discuss meds for the AD/HD diagnosis. After discussing continuing symptoms, the doctor chewed on her lip for awhile as she typed on her laptop. Finally, she looked at me, sitting on the examination table, eyes downcast (I was really wishing I could just put my head down and rest for a bit).
“I think we need to do an MRI. Just to rule out anything else that might be going on.”
“Like a brain tumor?” I asked.
So that’s that. I’m waiting for the referral to go through so I can get on the schedule.
My head is whirling today. A bit of vertigo and nausea. I’m not hungry but I feel like I should eat. Not that my fat stores aren’t sufficient to see me through an entire winter of limited resources, but just because it’s the time of day when one should eat and I haven’t.
I haven’t shared this with many people. My husband, the band and my boss. This is a burden that I would rather not share until I absolutely have to. No sense worrying anyone unless it’s warranted.
I better go…my mac and cheese water is boiling.
Until next time.