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how a brain works |
Yesterday morning, I sat with trepidation on a seat in the lobby of my general practitioner. I was scheduled for a 'CNS Test,' which had me at a loss. Was I going to have my spine tapped, my brainwaves read, my muscles electrocuted for the purpose of checking my reflexes? Nope. I sat in front of a computer and was asked to perform repetitive functions and a memory test. Easy-peasy. I was delighted, as I was going to rock this test. Unfortunately, it was going to prove that there is nothing wrong with me, and that I am a hypochondriac. But there were other tests I could have done to prove I am not jumping at shadows, so I went into the test with a bittersweet thought.
I was asked to remember 15 words and alert the computer, via depression of the space bar, when I saw one of said 15 words throughout the test. I was also asked to decipher numerical codes and tap really, really fast on the space bar to test my speed of nerve firing. I tapped the ever loving life out of the space bar. I rocked that test, in my head.
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the program used |
In reality, however, I scored below average, low, and very low on every single test I was handed on that little computer screen. This indicates my neural response times are very low. My doctor came in - the one who focused on my weight the first time, barely alluding to my concerns about my mental and physical dysfunction - and ordered 8 blood tests (fasting, of course) and an EEG. She also encouraged me to call the neurologist sooner, rather than later. How comforting.
I spent all of yesterday moody and upset. How could my physical game be SO off? What if I have MS, or another form of sclerosis, or a brain tumor, or a metabolic disease, or early onset Alzheimer's, or....*gasp* a DISEASE NOBODY HAS EVER HEARD OF?!?!?!?
But i am being dumb. Don't do that, me. Stop it. Whatever is going on, I can handle it. I have my kids, my friends, and my family to support me through this. On the positive note, I am not crazy that I am having cognitive dysfunction problems. Which means I am also not imagining the physical limitations that I have been experiencing.
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cute kittens make me happy |
Validation is bittersweet here. I hope the blood tests and EEG show something. But even if they don't, we can rule a bunch of stuff out.
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