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Ok, So here is what is new as of Today (I can not tell you tomorrow or I would play the lottery).

I met with a doctor at UPenn. My family Doctor wanted me to see this doctor, and when I called to make an appointment in July they quoted me February as the first appointment date. I said thank you but no. Somehow they called yesterday and asked if I wanted to come in. So I said yes.

This Neurologist seemed interested. I was there for about two hours (one with the fellow and one with her). Out of all of the Neurologists she seemed interested. She did not come up with a conclusion on one symptom, but it seemed like she wanted to figure out a mystery. The other Neurologists I have been to have threw their hands up in the air and pawned me off on someone else, after the medicine that they gave me did not work. They told me to find someone else to do it.

So good news, This doctor wanted all of my medical records no matter how small... She took my cell phone number so she could call me with any questions along the way. It was refreshing from a Neurologist. I have only found two other doctors who were interested enough to look past the obvious (which has not worked for six months). She also wants me to see a doctor friend of hers who has written papers on persistent visual disturbances to get his point of view.

So Bad news, I may have to get another spinal tap. Good news, More This is Spinal Tap references coming up. I was also asked if I would have a problem being in a MRI machine for more than 2 hours. Good thing I am not claustrophobic. I also have more blood tests... I think they should just leave one of those stints in my arm so they can take what they want to bleed me dry.

With all this doom and gloom in my writings, I have had two things make me happy this week. Sunday I went to a Buddhist Meditation with a Buddhist monk who fled Tibet with the Dalai Lama. It was a refreshing and relaxing day. Although I suck at meditating (I can not keep thoughts from jumping into my head... but I guess it needs work), it was a great experiences and I plan on going back for more. http://www.tibetanbuddhist.org/ for anyone interested.

With everything that has been happening to me lately I have been down for nearly five months. I found no way to get out of my funk. I am not out of it yet but these little experiences of happiness have helped. Going to the Buddhist Mediation session, seeing friends and going to their house for a day away from seclusion, and I had the best burger in the world.

This burger was from Village Whiskey in Philadelphia. It is one of Jose Garces Restaurants. If you do not know him he is an Iron Chef and his food is a South American Asian mix. This burger was amazing; it is the Whiskey King. 8 ounces of meat (Medium Rare of course), with Maple Bourbon Glazed Cipollini (Which are onions I just found out), Rogue Bleu Cheese, Applewood Bacon and Foie Gras... On the side was Duck Fat French Fries with a Sly Fox-Chedder Cheese sauce and a Black and white milkshake.

It also had a huge list of whiskey and a beer in a hand pump (Which I have only ever seen at Standard Tap. Now this made me want to try the Whiskeys and beer, but alas my medicine keep me from those which I love. I will go back when I am done and start at one end of the Whiskey Menu and work my way to the other (Kind of like what I do at Monks).

I will update later when I have more medical info, but I wanted to thank everyone who has given me a moment of happiness recently. You have no idea what it means to me. Although I would never hurt myself, it has given me that little bump I needed to get out of bed in the morning. So Thank you for everything...

Slainte.

Some days you are the face getting punched...

I don't remember what happened since the last post...

So I remember the extraordinary pain after the Spinal tap that lasted four days. I called the doctor and they told me to go to "the hospital". Now when someone tells you to go to "the" Hospital, you would think to go to the hospital that you had the procedure at? I did and boy was I wrong. I arrived at the hospital and the registration desk had no idea about me. They wanted me to go to a hospital 20 miles away. Instead of just going to the other hospital they told me to stay where I sat in the waiting room with what appeared to be a man with either a fried brain from too many drugs or a traumatic brain injury who did not want to go to surgery. I thought I was going to have to act when he started to freak out and they cleared the waiting room. I did not trust any of the doctors or security guards to have the experience in wrestling a crazy person... unfortunately I do all too well. So three hours sitting around in pain, a doctor tells me I am not a candidate for a blood patch. Had I come in over the weekend they would have done it but I waited until the weekday and some of the pain had gone away. I was sent home and told to lay down. Advice I was doing on my own before I was told to go wait in a germ infested waiting room...

So was I surprised when I get a sore throat and sinus infection for two weeks.

I will fast forward to today. The seizure medicine I am on where it took me a month to get up to 50mg... Now I am going up to 400mg within the next month. Now this is a medication is one where I have to step up slowly  or it may cause painful blisters in my mouth (which I was told go to emergency room immediately). It also may cause aseptic meningitis (hopefully it does not. I do not want another spinal tap).

At the end of this month if the medicine (which I was told has a 50% failure rate, for a condition they don't know that I have...) so I don't know how effective it will be. The next step is hospitalization... and several different treatments, one of which involved Ketamine... now from what I know of Ketamine it basically puts me out for several days. Happy days. I hate medicine, especially pain meds. My last two surgeries I did not take any of the pain meds they prescribed to me, that is how much I dislike pain meds. Right now to get rid of all the problems I have I will go to a witch doctor if they could help.

On a brighter note this weekend I may go to a Buddhist meditation. I figure I need something to make myself feel better. I need some sort of Spiritual healing because of how horrible I feel. I would rather that then a Psychologist who is just going to tell me what I already know. I am depressed because I am out of work, I am lonely at my parents house and rarely see anyone. I sleep in a single bed rather than my comfy hand made queen bed.

I do appreciate everyone who has helped me out, who have come to see me, take me out to lunch, movie or party. Those days away from this room are precious to me because they are my only outlet to the real world. I appreciate the sympathetic ears.

I am just in a bad place right now and hate life every day I wake up with hope that I am better and nothing has changed. So I am going to try some Spiritual enlightenment.

I am sorry this one is not as funny or filled with movie quotes. I just needed to vent. I am not in the right mood. Guess I am just further down than normal.

Thank you for listening, you don't have to. You could be anywhere else in the world and you are here... I appreciate it.