I had my boxing gloves on as we set out for another out-patient’s visit to the Neurologist in Ronda hospital miles away over the mountains of southern Spain. Yes. I had it all planned. Briefed Debbie, my interpreter, that I wanted no more tablets, as I was only depressed when the Neurologist kept saying that I was depressed. No more tablets. I want to try hypnotherapy (walk around clucking like a chicken) or acupuncture (she can pin me down).
I had it all planned. Focussed forward thinking. Ready for action. How wrong I was ………..
Into the Neurologist’s office we went. Shock !! A different doctor !! She looked about 18, but in fact is 36. These Spanish women wear well !! I told her, via my interpreter, what I wanted to do and before I knew it she gave me a thorough going over (I should be so lucky). Completely new tests. Hammering my joints. Sticking a pin in my legs and feet while my eyes were closed and the same with a tuning fork. *Pinnnng !!*
I was prepared to sell tickets as she wanted me to “walk the line” not in her tiny office of three staff but in the corridor with hundreds of waiting patients standing or seated everywhere. So off I went, my wonky balance so pronounced. I would have been arrested for DUI without having a drop. (I am very cheap if you wish to buy me a drink).
She thinks I may have a rare condition called MADSAM (you knew it all along that I was mad), CIDP or Lewis-Sumner which means brand new tests. A Spinal Tap or lumbar puncture (yuk !!) for excessive protein. Nerve and blood circulation tests.
At least a 6 month wait for Malaga clinic to suck some juice from my spine (Yukky Yuk Yuk !!)
The last year of Sumial & Mysoline tablets a total waste of space as the previous Neurologist did not do any sensible tests. A year wasted !!
Ralph xox 🙂