Recently, I have been suffering numbness in the left side of my face and throat. As time went by the numbness involved pain in my ear and jaw. So being the bright person I am I went to the Doctor and told him about it.
The first words out of his mouth were:
“I guess you need an appointment with the Neurologist.”
His lovely office assistant made me an appointment for the very next day at 8:30am.
The Neurologist asked a million questions and then scheduled me for a CAT scan of my head, face and neck. I had to wait a week for the results and this was frightening. We always fear the worst in these situations don’t we?
Well, the week went by quickly as Bob was home for vacation. We worked hard about the Farmlet cleaning up winter’s debris, mowing, and repairing. We finished up the week by making the geese their very own Goose Chalet in the park side of the Farmlet. They were not appreciative, but that is a story for another post.
As you might well imagine, the night before my second appointment with the Neurologist was a sleepless one.
In fear and trepidation I drove to the Neurologist’s office the next morning. I waited for what seemed like hours and finally was led back to an examination room where, of course, I had to wait some more. Then the Neuro came in, looked at my scans on the computer screen, and in less than two minutes said:
“There’s nothing here to indicate the cause of your symptoms.”
‘Scuse me? You just made me squirm in nervous agony for a week and now you tell me there is nothing wrong? You had the results instantly via the internet and you could have looked at them before my appointment and just given me the good news over the phone!
OK, I was missing the point, and it is an important one:
Neurologically there is nothing wrong.
On the way home I notice that spring is in full bloom. I pass my favorite nursery, Bennett’s, and make a U-Turn to go back. Walking the isles I have time to think about how wonderful it is that I am OK. I don’t have a brain tumor and my future is looking pretty bright and beautiful! (Did I mention I was thinking the worst?)
So, in celebration of a clean bill of health, I bought a peach tree for the orchard we have started here on the Farmlet. We planted it this past Sunday and now we will have to wait for a few years to see it fruit. In the meantime, each time I see it I will remember to have faith for tomorrow, and to be thankful for all the prayers my friends sent up for me.
Lovely, isn’t it?
NOTE: For those of you wondering, I have an appointment with the Oral Surgeon tomorrow to see if my symptoms are TMJ related.