So, since I last wrote, I had an EEG. That would tell the doctors if I was having any seizure activity. I'm happy to report that I ROCKED it!! Turns out that my doc down at MPRI was right all along. At the end of my treatment down there, he more than hinted that he didn't think my issues were related to seizures. He did sorta hint that it was probably more of a medication issue. He's a brilliant man.
So, Kev and I went earlier this month for a follow-up with the new neurologist (I really, really, really like him). That's when I got the news that my brain is awesome (normal EEG). Now, that doesn't mean I'm off scott free with the drugs. I am now on a low dose of Trileptal. Very low. But I feel normal, have no numbness. No weird dreams. No shortness of breath. I guess I just can't take the high doses of these drugs. And Trileptal is a relatively "oldie but goodie" seizure med.
All I know is that I am actually plotting my return to work. I have been walking. I actually did some very light free weights and machines at the Y yesterday. I'm trying to add some muscle, because putting on weight has just been such a challenge.
I get tired and cranky very easily, though. But the anxiety - it's not totally gone (especially when I overdo it), but I can't even begin to tell you how much better it is.
All in all, I am a totally different person than I was this time last month, when I tearfully (and honestly!) declared to my mom, "I think I need some serious psychiatric help. I might have to go away for awhile." It was all the drugs. That is totally scary.
Kevin's up to bat next with his version of my total mental and physical breakdown with the next post. It should be a goodie! Stay tuned.
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