I realize that some of y’all humor my rambles and some of you want to cut to the chase and get the facts of the matter so here is your bare basics for now.
We went to the MRI and Functional MRI today. We arrived at 2:10 and I went in around 3:15. Needless to say I got out at close to 6:15 pm. Wow that was long. They were doing some sort of research study and I signed some waivers for them to do whatever in the heck they were doing. Figured it couldn’t hurt. And then I got to hear a bunch of noise and wiggle my fingers and toes for awhile. Didn’t hear anything afterwards except that the nurse said that everyone seems on the same page and I have a good neurosurgeon that will be able to answer my questions on Friday. So – that’s where we are. I don’t have any more answers than that.
The team (it’s kind of weird having a team) will meet over the next couple of days and we’re still good to go for Friday. Still going there around 11:15 am and beginning around 1:30 pm at CMC’s main campus.
I am much more worried about afterwards than during but that’s probably my stubborness coming through. Who likes change? Especially where a 1 and a half and 3 year old are concerned? How in the heck will I get ready for the coming school year or be ready to welcome freshman? Will I be able to play with my kids as usual? I don’t even want to think about hospital bills, insurance, or co-pays… And the ever present question about my hair or what this recovery will be like… It is what it is and where heading forward full steam ahead.
But we’re not going alone and for that I am hugely thankful. Thanks so much for the prayers! Thanks hugely to GiGi for watching the kids and being here during this time. As always love to brothers and sisters in law and family for keeping it real. Thanks to my parents for riding up and down that road to Columbia and for being here. Thanks to my students for keeping me human in the midst of this and being wonderful. Thanks to each of you for your comments, emails, notes, cards, EVERYTHING – they have each meant the world. Thanks especially to my precious children who are the best cuddlers and welcome homers I know and to my amazing rock of a husband Mike who has been unwavering and more amazing than I could imagine or ask for through all of this. It’s been a week and a half. When I have surgery it will be just barely 2 weeks from being healthy happy narcie to what in the heck is in my brain.
I didn’t know I could be so tired, so grateful, so scared, so at peace, and so hopeful all at the same time.
Going to sleep now! =0)