About two years ago, I started noticing some cognitive symptoms that gradually became worse. I never thought of or was fearful of possibly getting cognitive issues down the road. I only ever thought of the physical problems from MS, but wasn’t really aware of the cognitive side of things. Over the last four months, the progression has been quite noticeable – to both myself and others. My main issues are my short term memory and not being able speak the words I’m trying to say. Even now I’m struggling to type this blog. I know the words but they’re not coming out. I’ll flat out write or say the completely wrong word. Like in the restaurant yesterday, I meant to call Mike a Ding Dong but it came out Dildo! ***lowers head in shame*** Here’s what we had:
Yum! The restaurant was Pho Dau Bo. Anyway, I know you’re probably thinking “I forget things and slip up words sometimes too!” I understand that but this has progressed to a point where it is affecting my daily life. I try not to stress about things like this but this one is really doing a number on me. I phoned my neurologist late this morning and they fit me in at 1:00. I had to rush to Hamilton for my appointment. I was quite stressed during the drive, with so much on my mind. Speaking of which, my mother found this article which describes my symptoms perfectly. Cognitive Issues From MS. I had no idea this could happen from Multiple Sclerosis.
I made it to my appointment with about 20 minutes to spare. I was quite stressed once I got there. I guess I’m not ready to hear that this is just part of the disease and there’s not much we can do. 😦 He was able to assess me quite quickly and referred me to a doctor who specializes in cognitive stuff at a Cognitive MS Clinic in London. I guess when you hear things like that, it really starts to sink in that this is how things are going to be and I’m going to have to adapt and overcome! I’m trying so hard to be positive about this but it’s a real struggle and causing me to be quite down.
Anyway, I had a rather cruddy day but am trying to keep pulling myself up. Hearing the song Break My Stride was kinda neat and uplifting. The link will take you to the lyrics. I thought the first verse and chorus really caught me.
I had the day off yesterday and Jan and I decided to go to the Niagara Outlet Mall. Something quite bizarre happened. I hate buying shoes SO much. Yet some unseen force took over me and I bought two pair earlier in the year (at Browns) and now I have a third to add to my outdated, measly collection:
They look better and less clunky in person. You can see one of the cats was checking them out. They sparkle quite nicely in the sun:
It’s like I’m becoming a girl or something! Yikes!
Here are a couple of my girls. Pinky briefly bathing in the sun (only for about seven minutes or she gets sunburned):
Her cushy butt couldn’t fit out the door earlier:
Meanwhile, Mya was chilling with Zimmy:
So there be it! Not a whole lot to report as I haven’t done much lately and am kinda down about this new lousy symptom.
Today’s symptoms: I knew it wasn’t going to be the best day when I woke up this morning, despite a good sleep. On top of that, everything happened so fast with having to rush to Hamilton. My body is completely drained right now yet my mind is racing. Vroom vroom!