I'm better. My virus might still be lurking, but I don't feel it anymore. I'm back to a regular work out schedule, feel strong again (except for when my trainer is torturing me with extremely heavy weights, that is), and haven't had a fever in over a week.
I still get headaches, but that's become such a part of my identity, I don't actually think it's a sign of anything particularly wrong. Weird?
(Side note: I had a friend once that got a headache and didn't know what to do about it. She thought she was sick because, get this: it was only maybe the 3rd headache she'd ever had in her life. She was about 27 or 28 at the time. Yeah, my mind was BLOWN.)
I decided to wean off the meds I was taking for my hemifacial spasm all together. The first one inflicted me with that lovely side effect of soul crushing depression. The second one had me peeing so infrequently, I almost wonder if it didn't have something to do with me getting so sick with that virus.
I went to my neurologist at the end of that week of me being really sick. He knew how sick I'd been, as did his nurse. She even told me that she and her kids had been fighting something recently, too. So she knew my pain, sort of, I guess. Anyway, concerned that the medication I was taking might be having a really bad effect on my internal organs, the doc ordered some blood work just to rule out anything that could be non-virus related.
The following week - not even 4 days later, actually - my results came in, and the nurse called me to tell me that they were concerned about my liver enzyme levels. They were high. And "unless you've been really sick recently, they shouldn't be that high, so the doctor would like you to go in and get them re-tested again in 2 - 3 weeks."
I didn't even take the time to remind her that I had, indeed, been VERY sick the week before, when I came to their office for a visit. I just said, "Ok." And then we were done. They sent me the blood test orders in the mail. I threw them away.
I see the neuro specialist that they referred me to in November for my hemifacial spasm. We'll see if he can be my new neuro, or if I need to find a new one in the future. Because I'm not going back to that other office, dammit. Nuh-uh.
Mentally, I feel back to my normal self again. I've continued to see the therapist that I started seeing about 6 weeks ago, but the last time I saw her, it was almost like she knew that I had snapped out of anything truly dark, mentally. I suggested that maybe I should see her just twice a month now, and she agreed. But I'm wondering if I should even go that far. Maybe I'm done with seeing her? My next appointment is next Tuesday, and I've been worrying that I don't really have anything I need to discuss with her at all. Seems like a waste of both of our time. So I'm thinking of canceling that appointment and just keeping her card for possible future needs, if they pop up.
So there you have it. My twitch is back just about 100% of the time. It's worse when I'm talking or singing along with music in my car. I'm tired of taking drugs for stuff, so I'm throwing as many as I can to the curb.
Oh, and whether it was because of being sick or because my trainer is
That's the update for now. Things are basically good again. PHEW!