Today was my EMG (electromyography) test. As far as medical testing is concerned, that is definitely one of the most painful tests I’ve had to do. He started by hooking leads up to various spots, then using a probe thing to shock me at different magnitudes until he got the results he needed. Not fun. Then the second half of the test, he stuck me with a needle in five different spots (one at a time). He didn’t shock me with them, but he would leave it in a minute with the nerve at rest, then he would have me activate that muscle (so tense it up) in a specific way. That was actually okay, for the most part. The needle in the muscle on the side and base of my thumb wasn’t fun. He put it in and then said “I know, that one stings.” Apparently, I made a face? Oh well, at least he knew it wasn’t comfortable. The others were okay. He put one needle in on the back of my hand at the base of the webbing between my thumb and forefinger. Then he put one in my bicep, one in my tricep, and one in my deltoid.
I went to see my gastroenterologist yesterday. I told him everything, including the fact that I’ve been pretty much stuck on a bland diet since Sunday morning (due to the Saturday night incident). (Follow-up about the Saturday night incident.) Turns out that, apparently, when you’re system is backed up it’ll send signals to your brain essentially telling it to not put anything else into your intestinal tract, making you have the urge to vomit. Not really sure why this triggered after the fact for me, but it has. Either way, he thinks it is due to my severely irritable large intestine. Apparently, the pain I have is also due to this. He said that my large intestine is so sensitive I can probably just feel the entire thing all the time, so anytime anything goes through it I can tell. Suddenly, things make so much more sense now.
I’ve been having odd neurological symptoms as of late:
- I’m still getting regular headaches, almost daily. Some of them are rather intense, but I’m not sure if the others are low intensity or if I got used to them.
- My arm pain is still really intense still… but a little tiny bit better because I’ve been taking Tramadol regularly. I can’t stand nerve pain like that. Unfortunately, my left arm has started to get a lot of the same symptoms (tingling, numbness, elbow pain, and neural tension). At least the left arm isn’t as intense as the right. (arm 1, 2, 3)
- My nausea seems to be getting worse. I don’t know if that is from my nervous system or something else. (nausea 1, 2, 3)
- The thoracic vertebra (the ones at the ribs) pop constantly, and painfully. I think my spine is compressing for some reason.
- Muscle weakness is getting a lot worse for some reason. I’m exercising a bit more, but it feels like I’ve been exercising less.
- My muscles burn every time I stretch them. Even if I stretch them after sitting on the couch or lying down. I don’t know why my muscles are always burning like this when I stretch them.
- Dizziness is coming back slightly, though my cardiologist’s MA thinks it might be from my body adjusting to the fact that my resting heart rate is now in the upper 60s now that it’s controlled.
As you can see, troublesome. Continue reading
Good news is, I have an appointment setup to see a neurologist that specializes in neuromuscular disorders but works in an office with other neurologists that specialize in other things like MS and vascular neurology.
The bad news is, the earliest appointment is for February 26th. But better than never.
Good thing I have plenty of Tramadol and metaxalone.
I’ve had some really bizarre emotional things going on today. Physically, I’m not doing too well either, but that is due to the weather suddenly shifting again (I hope).
I guess we’ll start at the beginning.
We wanted to go skiing today. My arm has been killing me, and last night it randomly got really bad, pushing me to tears several times. No idea why, because I’ve been doing what I’m supposed to (exercise wise). We set an alarm for 5:45am (to get up there by the time the lifts opened), but we also had the condition of “we’ll see how you feel” (meaning how I felt, Dan said it). At 5:45, Dan asks how I’m feeling, so I had to lay there and force myself awake long enough to do a self assessment. Then I moved and pain shot through my arm. Not good. I told Dan and we decided not to go skiing.
That, as it turns out, was a phenomenal decision…