bending_sickle | Is there blood in my hair?*

So. The neurologist thing's happened.

The whole adventure was from 8 a.m. to 2 p.m. and I'm beat. Getting there was surprisingly easy and quick, although we got a bit lost in the hospital - it's a gigantic teaching hospital, and we had to follow coloured lines running down walls and around corners and into elevators, but eventually we made it there half an hour early. I never actually got to see the doctor with whom I had the appointment, but the two doctors who did see me (who were lovely and nice and occasionally conferred in low voices together while I was there and trying to not read concern in their faces) told him what's what.

So what they did was, as

marika_kailaya said, watch me walk (normally and on tip-toes), check my reflexes via my wrists and knees, do the "follow the finger" thing, and also check if my back hurt when I bent my neck down.

Then I went to another room where I got three sensors plopped onto my head via goo and got to stare at a red dot in the middle of a moving checkerboard on a screen. I guessed this to be a test for epilepsy and yeah, when I walked out, mom was like, "You know what room you were in? The epileptic study room." So it was the test for photosensitive epilepsy. I have no idea how I did.

Then it was back to the two neurologists and basically they said, yeah, we need to figure out where the wrong is coming from. What they want to do is an MRI, blood work, and cerebrospinal fluid work (which they said wasn't the super-scary test, but the "like when pregnant women get an epidural" one, to which I'm just I have no idea what that is like). So in order to do all those things together and now, instead of in like a month or more, I'm going to stay at the hospital "two or three days". They're supposed to call when they've got an opening - probably next week - and that very day it's "grab your tiny travel bag and head on over".

So that's a thing that's happening.

* Eric Northman, True Blood