Of being careful what you wish for and getting it

My uncle the neurosurgeon came back with his assessment of my chart. He said that I was getting excellent care, they were doing everything right, and he was happy with what he saw. He said I should definitely go through with the video study and I’m not a good candidate for surgery given what he saw (and he’s seen many, many brains). He felt that my problems could be controlled by medication, it’s just finding the right one. He also said I shouldn’t be driving. That definitely hampers me a bit. Under GA law, if you have a seizure where you lose consciousness (which I disagree with that assessment, but my opinion doesn’t matter), you can’t drive for 6 months. I’ve never had a seizure while driving, but I know I’d never forgive myself if I hurt or killed someone else not to mention the damage I would do to myself. They could also throw me in jail for it. In a roundabout way, I got what I asked for. I can’t count the number of times I complained about traffic, how long I spend in the car, etc. The universe was like “Oh, okay, we can fix that!”. Lesson learned, universe, lesson learned. My boss was very helpful when I told him about it. He said he would circulate the word that I need a ride for the next few months. I really appreciated that. He’s definitely made the whole ordeal a bit easier. One of my coworkers said he could help me out for the next few months until his wife is off maternity leave. I figure I’ll give it a few days, see if anyone else pops up, and go from there.

The hospital can also take me for the video study on Monday. I was originally scheduled for October 10. I figure the faster I can get this all over with, the better. We’ll turn on the TV, wait an hour, and I’ll start to twitch. They’ll probably also want to capture anything I have in my sleep. Since I’ll be off my meds, I estimate I won’t be in there much longer than 48 hours. The quicker, the better. I’m ready to have this over and done with. My uncle said the video study would be very informative in that it will tell them what kind of seizures I’m having, where they originate, and give them a better idea of what medication I should be on since I’m not a good candidate for surgery. I’m okay with not being a good candidate for surgery.

In better news, I have an interview with the head of the division tomorrow. They posted a few jobs as part of the managerial musical chairs going on. I was under the impression these positions had already been filled, but apparently not. HR called me this morning and scheduled an interview for tomorrow. I’m really excited. At least I get a shot to sit down with her and get some interview practice. I’m not terribly emotionally invested in getting the position, though the increased responsibility (and raise) wouldn’t go unappreciated. I figure if the universe can dish out crap, it can also give me some good stuff. Considering the rest of this year, it would be nice to get a raise, a promotion, and a few good things out of the deal.

Tonight Boy is taking me out to dinner for our 3 year anniversary. On the one hand, it’s hard to believe it’s already been 3 years. On the other hand, it feels like we’ve known each other forever. He’s taking me to one of my favorite restaurants and I’m really looking forward to that. It’ll be a nice end to the day.


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