Hospital

Hi friends.

Well the hospital is not really a place for sleeping. I was sleeping really well last night and then the nurse came in to come find a pulse in my feet or something strange. Woke up at 6 for good. Read Deut. 8:1-5, "Be careful to follow every command I am giving you today, so that you may live and increase and may enter and possess the land that the Lord promised on oath to your forefathers. Remember how the Lord your God led you all the way in the desert these forty years, to humble you and to test you in order to know what was in your heart, whether or not you would keep his commands. He humbled you, causing you to hunger and then feeding you with manna, which neither you nor your fathers had known, to teach you that man does not live on bread alone but on every word that comes from the mouth of the Lord. Your clothes did not wear out and your feet did not swell during these forty years. Know then in your heart that as a man disciplines his son, so the Lord your God disciplines you."

Let's see, then Dr. Maynard came to see me and said the neurology team would come by and ask lots of questions and poke and prod and decide what kind of tests to run. He started me on Cymbalta since he thinks I'm depressed and thinks it might help with pain (nothing has so I have my doubts). He such a nice guy, I just love him. Leilani came by since she works at Vandy and BROUGHT ME A BALLOON! Props to Cuyler for that. She said to make sure he got credit.

Then it was a revolving door with neurology residents and medical students and nurses asking questions and examaning me. It wasn't terrible but I was super dizzy the whole time. Like I had to keep closing my eyes. They gave me 200mg of Topamax last night so I don't know if that's the problem, or the Cymbalta, or just my general mystery diagnosis...so hard to tell!

Then Mom came and Dad took a shower and went to work. I showed Mom my clogging videos and started feeling super nauseous and then I actually threw up! After two months of nausea! Unbelievable! I'm glad I didn't eat any more than I did for breakfast and hadn't eaten lunch. We told the nurse and she said she was waiting for orders for medicine to be called in...I got sick three times and then there was nothing left. Finally an hour an a half later the nurse came with some compazine. In the meantime, the neurologist came and brought the neurology residents back (one of the was a Bama grad - how comforting! She liked my Alabama pajama pants.) They ordered an MRI of my head and neck with contrast dye to look at my blood vessels and blood flow and then the lumbar puncture. So that's what's going on this afternoon. I'm glad. This looks like progress to me. Then I'm not sure if I'll stay here tonight or go home or what. We'll see.