Yes, it's super late, and I'm pretty much dead. I've had to wipe drool a few times sitting here, but I'm on a hunt. I'm trying to google information about contrast MRIs, EEGs, and sleep disorders (specifically hypersomnia), and I'm not having much luck. What exactly do the doctors expect to find? I've never had a head injury, so I don't know. I do have chronic sinus problems and a deviated septum, so is it possible that my misshapen skull is to blame for my defective hypothalmus? I don't know. I don't think anyone really knows, and it's frustrating, and my tiredness isn't helping the frustration and vice versa.

OK my typing is horrible when I'm this tired and the fact that I'm crying during commercials on TV tells me I am way beyond tired. No wonder I always thought I was losing my mind. I should have always found it suspicious that my depression went away with naps. Hmmph.

My forehead is slowly healing, by the way. The skin is still a little scaly, but it's not three big red dots like it was on Friday. My bruise on my elbow from the MRI is still present, but now it's just a greenish yellow that's spread a bit farther than before. If bruises photographed better, I'd keep track of it.

OK brain got heavy. Must go before I'm unable to walk up the stairs to the bed.

My days are all screwed up

I woke up thinking today was Thursday and that I had missed my EEG appointment. No worries, it's only Wednesday. Whew. I was also apparently having a pretty awesome dream when my alarm clock was going off this morning. Todd was greatly amused by it. I was on some game show where you had to do some task and then ring a buzzer (see where the alarm clock plays in?), and I guess every time the alarm would go off, I'd slap the snooze button and yell, "Haha! Got another one!" How my family hasn't committed me to a psychiatric ward before knowing about my sleep disorder is a mystery to me, lol.

I can't remember if I've mentioned before that I loathe having my blood drawn. Nobody can ever find a vein in my arm, and the 15% of people that do then have the fun of dealing with a rolling vein, whatever that means. This is why I usually have them draw blood from my hands. At the MRI yesterday, I had to have dye injected into my vein, and MA Nina was actually able to find a vein in my arm and successfully get a needle into that bugger. Congrats to her! And look, my bruise isn't as bad as I would expect either:


Normally, I get a dark purple bruise the size of Wyoming. I know the cell phone pic isn't the best quality, especially since my office is dark and I held my arm under my daylight lamp. It's a little bluer than what the photo shows, but still nothing as bad as I've had in the past. Hooray!

I've forgotten to eat lunch again. I'm off to heat me up some foods.

The week of many appointments

Here's my doctor schedule this week:

Today I see the endo to go over the test results he ran last month. I'm not incredibly nervous -- I know they'll all come back normal, as usual. I'm just anxious about how he will deliver the news. He doesn't seem to be the most understanding or compassionate doctor I've been to. If he doesn't get that I'm not all-over-body tired, then I don't know what more he can bring to the table. We'll see.

Tuesday, I go for an MRI. Not the best way to spend my lunch break, but it could be worse, I guess.

Wednesday, I see my chiropractor, who is just absolutely amazing. It hasn't added any extra energy, but I'm feeling so loose and well that I don't have to fight a tight aching back or shoulders.

Thursday, I go in the morning to have my EEG "installed." I'll miss about a half day of work, and since I'll look really dumb with all the wires all over my head, I'll be working from home the rest of the day. Unless I get there and I don't actually look too stupid, then I'll go into the office for the rest of the day. I want to make sure I keep my schedule as normal as possible so it's an accurate reading. Then I go Friday morning to have the wires removed. I'll be late for work that day too since I have to drive an hour away to get them off, then an hour home to shower, then a half hour to work. I'm not looking forward to that commute. Yuck. :P

I haven't really been keeping track of my sleep schedule this past week. Honestly, I've been too preoccupied with other things that logging onto here and adding posts hasn't even crossed my mind. Nothing major has happened, really. Yesterday, I slept almost 12 hours until about noon, and then I had a 30 minute nap around 4 or 5pm.