I went up to the hospital today. I had an ultrasound to verify the presence of my veins and blood flow in them. My Dr did this experimental procedure that I’m not really supposed to talk about. And this was part of his documentation process.
And I also saw my Psychiatrist, who it turns out has been following the blog. It was pretty amazing to talk about something, and have him reference something else I had written down in here. To complete the self referentiality, we might talk this shout out when I see him in two weeks.
I went in to the studio for a bit, then came home and totally crashed. I got up at 7:30 to make it to my 10am ultrasound. By the time I returned home at 5pm I was totally spent. I had a couple of errands to run, and I was getting ready to leave to take care of them when I realized I had a migrane level headache, and was slurring my words. leaving my to do list and packed bag of things to drop off or mail off, I kind of collapsed onto my bed.
I have taken to napping since I was diagnosed. I have observed that a short rest-without-sleep will revive me when I get sluggish or dizzy or just plain tired. BUT, a sleeping nap is more likely to screw things up more. So going down for a nap is always a precarious thing. This time the undertow was so strong, I had no power to avoid it. I lied down on the bed, and really felt pulled down into sleep. I woke up some time later, and stumbled into the bathroom to take a Tylenol 3 with Codeine, and stumble back into bed. I finally woke at 10pm. It was one of those sleeps where my teeth hurt when i woke, and I was really unsure whether I felt better or worse after it all.