If It Walks Like A Duck………..

I went to my neuro last Friday.  My husband and I made a list of the symptoms I am having to talk with him about.

I told him about the lightning bolt headaches, the pain in the nape of my neck when I look down, the constant buzzing in my feet, arms and hands, the jello legs and so forth.  He listened as we read down the list and nodded.

I like him for the most part.  He is a little guy from India, very pleasant and quiet spoken.  The part I don’t like is his uncertainty and unwillingness to commit to a probable cause of my problems.  He is young and a text book doctor who does not believe things fit in a certain category unless all the symptoms are there as they are written in the book.

He tells me I have a lot of symptoms of MS, but the jello legs and such have nothing to do with MS.  I beg to differ.  If all the doctors would actually talk with MS patients and realize that there are none that I know of who “fit the criteria” for MS, they would begin to realize just how strange this disease is.

I go on a lot of MS sites and read what others are saying.  So many are in the same boat I am.  They go from doctor to doctor without any relief or understanding.  Some get so discouraged that they stop even trying to find a doctor.  They have no help with their pain and fall into that dangerous hole of depression.  I do not intend to do that.  Although it seems like a long road to travel at the moment, I am going to keep on it and make the best of what I run into.

I don’t care what I doctor wants to call what I have.  I don’t want to get on a high powered MS drug at my age anyway.  I just want someone to be willing to help me when something drastic happens that is out of the norm.  He can call what I have bubonic plague, jungle rot or ingrown toenail for all I care.  All I am asking is that he give me a little understanding and try to help me get through it……….until he reaches that point, me and my duck will just waddle along and quack to each other!