So today I went to the Heart Attack Hospital with my younger sister. My older sister was with me all last week and she had to go to work today.
We got out of the car and started walking to the entrance. I think I was walking too fast because I felt really dizzy when we got near the bottom of the ramp at the valet parking. Then I had one of my flapping wing seizures. Cars started to come down the ramp and were going around me. Then a car backed up. Someone was directing them so I wouldn’t get hit. They stopped the gate from letting any more cars in once they realized I was down there on the ground. My sister asked one of the parking lot attendants to get a wheelchair. He said someone told him to call 911. “Forget it,” I told her, “I’m not paying $45.00 bucks for an ambulance when I’m 50 feet from the entrance to the hospital”. “Get a wheelchair”, my sister yelled. He got me one and carted me to A wing, 4th floor to see the neurologist. However, the Dr., and his secretary weren’t there, so they sent me to emergency.
I went to triage, again, got sent to the Orange wing, and I had to tell the whole story to a resident. He did a series of tests. But then I noticed a new symptom. Whenever a noise erupted (ie: the call button for a nurse, telephone or the P.A. system), I would start to twitch differently, depending on the sound. Now how freaky is that? So the resident kicked the garbage can and I went flying. Then he got a tuning fork and started to strum it. I didn’t have much of a reaction with it. The resident put all the info. together and said he had to consult with a man I will call “Dr. House” and his crew of trainees.
Finally, the verdict. Dr. House told me that there was something at the back of my brain (cavernous hemangioma), but it’s benign. There was no cancer tumour or anything apparent. None of the tests showed anything conclusive. So now that they don’t know what is wrong with me, they told me to go see a shrink….because it wasn’t a “Hardware Problem”, it was a “Software Problem”.
Later, the kind resident came up to me and said that he has been doing neurological work for over 1 and a half years. He said that what I am describing happens to 1 out of 5 patients he sees. The good thing is that it’s not a tumor. And hopefully it should go away in a couple of weeks.
So I went home feeling mystified. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad I don’t have a tumor in my brain, but I don’t think the doctors know everything. I have had some very strange reactions to medicine in the past. They took me off Tamoxifen on Sunday and on Friday, they put me on Warfarin for one day. Bobo seems to think my balancing act started then and it was the drugs that caused this. I tend to agree. Warfarin is something they use to kill rodents. Tamoxifen is a derivative of Thalidomide (the stuff they used on women in the 60’s for nausea during pregnancy that caused them to have babies flippers for legs/arms). And Carvedilol (for my heart) has made me collapse in the past.
So now I have a new trick today. Different sounds/beats make my head bobble back and forth…especially to music. The resident doctor was killing himself laughing when he saw me bob my head back and forth at the hospital when certain noises occurred. He said, “I’m so sorry I’m laughing, but this reminds me of those flowers that danced to music in the 70’s… the ones that bobble. “Yup,” I answered. “It is pretty funny”. My kids saw me doing this at the dinner table yesterday and were laughing at me too.
My husband convinced me to put on some music from YouTube just now. My reaction is pretty unbelievable. My head is like one of those metronome (I think that is how you spell it). That thing that ticks back and forth to the beat when you are playing the piano. I rock back and forth gently when classical music is being played, but once it picks up, boy does my head started bouncing around. It’s really freaky, but it’s pretty funny. I told my husband to video tape it, but I think my battery is dead.
I wonder what will happen tomorrow.
Life is always an adventure ‘round here.