…I’ve just been tested.
The Squire and I went down today to meet with a neurologist. I had made this appointment before I discovered my problems were more likely associated with Vitamin D toxicity, and was sorely tempted to cancel it, but The Squire said we’d be better off safe than sorry, so away we went.
We had a bit of a chat, and then some fairly simple tests – what year is this? Date? Month? Approximately what time? Could I spell “world” backwards? Take this paper in your left hand, fold it in half and give it back with my right hand. The doctor said there’s not a thing in the world wrong with me, and not to worry. He did say he’d never heard of the Vitamin D business, but I told him if there was a weird reaction out there, I’d be the one to have it. Such as the time a “non-drowsy” allergy med put me to sleep for two hours.
One of my friends had a doctor who asked her to repeat a list of words backwards, and do all sorts of crazy things. “Jump down, turn around, pick a bale of cotton” sort of nonsense, and she was actually put on medication and told she had Alzheimer’s, so I figure I got off easy. And she’s perfectly fine, too.
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