... is not one of my strong points.
I called my neurologist about the right-foot numbness and he finally called me back. His suggestion was that I "monitor" the situation.
Okaaaaaay. Will do.
This is neurologist-speak for "Gee, that is weird. Hmph!"
While I had him on the phone, I asked him if he had all of the results back and he said that he did. He was clearly reluctant to discuss the results, but I admit that I pressed him. I asked if there seemed to be a diagnosis and he said that things were not clear.
Not exactly what I wanted to hear. He said that we would talk at my appointment (which is next Thursday). I asked if there were any other tests he wanted me to do before then, and he said no -- the work-up had been thorough.
He said we would speak more when we had more time to go over the results. I suppose that I can wait for another eight days. Fishing for more information before hanging up, I asked again if there would be any possibility of treatment starting soon, and he again fobbed me off.
I called my sister and, after commiserating for a bit, she said that maybe the news was bad and he did not want to go over it on the phone.
Which had not occurred to me.
"Thanks!" I said ruefully. "Hey -- I'm here for you" she said. A little grimly.
So that is the update for now. I bet I don't have anything. I bet I don't have MS or lupus or anything. I have some odd little lesiony thing going on that is not treatable.
In reality, that would be okay. I have learned to pay attention when I hold things that are heavy or spillable. I drop my keys when I unlock the door and the word-finding difficulties are still there, but they are minor, compared to a month ago. The numbness has subsided to a low-level tingle and I am careful to use the handrails when I go down the stairs. Overall, I feel much, much better and if this is where I end up, that is certainly manageable.
So, happy December to all.