I just had a weird day. My sensory system feels overloaded.
I am so careful on the stairs now! I do not want a fall. If I broke something, I would be so mad.
Sensory:
-Pins and needles: 2
-Tingles: 1
-Dysesthetic pain: 3
-Paresthesias: 0
-Numbness: 2, more in my right foot
-Vision: 3, double vision sometimes as mentioned above, difficulty focusing (my eyes jump), left eye worse than right (CHANGE). But no pain woohoo! (Update at 7:40--spoke too soon! Mild pain in/above/around my left eye, and it feels like my eye muscles are spastic.)
-Nerve pain: 2
-Hearing: 1
Motor:
-Walking: 1
-Sore muscles: 2
-Fine motor: 1
-Weak muscles: 5, arms worse than legs now--this switch began yesterday and was more pronounced today. Interpreting was so hard. Sometimes I wonder how much longer I can do that. I work for three hours straight every Sunday. It is more than a professional interpreter would work without a partner!
-Spasticity: 3
Cognitive:
-Processing: 2, comprehension of quick speech was difficult. I had some expressive difficulties; one that made me laugh was when I said, "She borrowed that to her." That is fine in my second language, but not in English! I somehow mixed up the languages or transliterated or something.
-Memory: 1
-Attention: 2, I had a few weird moments where I was not sure what was going on around me, because I had zoned out. I had to work to maintain focus. This was during church. Hard to keep it together for three hours.
-Confusion: 1
General:
-Fatigue: 6, it took about two hours after church to recover enough to sit up and be human again
-Balance: 1
-Sleep: 2, woken up by fireworks! Happy New Year.
-Bladder: 1, I am a little concerned that I am not putting out ask much as I am taking in. It might just be the slow flow fooling me.
-Proprioception: 1
-Swallowing: 1
-A: 0
-B: 2
Emotions: I almost cried a few times during church; it was during RS, when they were discussing sisters helping each other. I need help. The problem is that I do not know what to ask for, so I ask for nothing.
Also, I am still a little nervous about my appointment on Friday. I am going to begin giving myself weekly shots, possibly for the rest of my life. When that comes to mind, I feel something weird bubbling up inside me. It is like I want to scream or flail or hit someone. Push it down... Push it down...
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