So I had my EEG this week. I don't recommend them. The flashing light and hyperventilation were a lot more taxing than I had anticipated. It left me exhausted for about 24hrs. But when you stop and think about how much energy goes into forcing yourself to hyperventilate for three minutes... Well... I shouldn't have been surprised.
I'm constantly shocked by my lack of stamina. Even this many long years after my diagnosis. I think that could be some kind of body dysmorphia. I see myself as far far far more capable than I am. Always. In any situation. "Sure I can lift that couch by myself. Absolutely I can walk a mile over rough terrain. You bet I can swim across that canal. I'm invincible!" Or maybe I'm just hugely optimistic? We'll call it that and not pathologize.
However, I digress.
I did the EEG and the report came back normal. My husband joked that "Nothing about you is normal." But I have paperwork saying that my little brain is. YAY!
Now I'm going to just hold off on taking anything for seizures until I talk to Dr. Williams, my muscular neurologist at the end of this month.
One invasive medical appointment done. Nothing else till Botox for migraines hopefully resumes next month. IF my insurance approved it.
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