So we have made it to the night prior to my big neurology appointment. I feel like the wait and anticipation is not only making me anxious but it is getting my hopes up for something awesome to happen to only be let down. I have been having nightmares about going to the doctor the past couple of days. I know, I know this sounds terribly cliche but I keep dreaming that I am roaming the halls of a hospital looking for my doctor and not being able to find him/her.
I spent most of my day at work today creating a sort of resume about my illnesses and pains. Yes, apparently I am going to be that patient. The one who overly does everything but I can’t help it when I am anxious. Here’s my make shift resume I created:
On a second page I typed a detailed history of my maternal and paternal known diseases and disabilities, along with my maternal grandmother’s information. I felt it help me to put everything onto paper and in one spot so I won’t forget anything. I also have my pain journal, my records from previous spinal interventions.
I am so nervous but I am crossing my fingers that I will receive encouraging and helpful information and it will be a step in the direction towards less pain in my daily life.