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So finally--after all these years!--I got to see a neurologist today. Told her my symptoms, then she told me, "I think there's something wrong with your braaaaain!" and then she referred me for an EEG and MRI, which, given my symptoms, is more surprising than a gynecologist saying that a woman with abdominal pain needs a pregnancy test, but only just. Don't worry, these are old problems I've had for the last fifteen years rather than something new that's likely to quickly damage me. In truth, the neurologist almost only made me get an EEG, but the guy who was there before me got notes for an EEG and MRI. I didn't want to be left out of the fun, so I get the MRI too because she was all out of lollipops. (The patient before me also got hugs from the doctor and the dog. I settled for samples of migraine medications. Do many doctors' offices have canine assistants these days? Seeing this fluffy guy running around was a first for me, yet it's been so long since my last neurologist visit that I honestly don't know what's common practice anymore. Maybe he was a seizure dog.)

Judging from today's visit, I might like this new doctor. She asked the right questions, from "Were you dropped on your head when you were a baby?" to "How stupid were your previous doctors?"--though she usually phrased her queries more diplomatically. So anyway, I'll be needing to make phone calls tomorrow for testing, and then we'll see if the results are any less normal than all previous results. The fact that all radiologists before now have said my brain is textbook-perfectly normal has always worried me a bit.

In other medical news: I did have sense enough to finish dinner before the latest episode of House M.D.; however, it would be advisable to allow more time for pre-show digestion in the future. Not a big issue tonight, just something to keep in mind.

Also, if this fracking phone line doesn't lose the static and let me have decent dial-up speeds again, I may have an aneurysm. Until then, I'll be here gibbering in the corner whimpering that I need my music/graphics/LiveJournal fix sometime before next millennium.