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.

For those of y'all that wear fanny packs... c'mon!

Obscure Ben Folds Five reference: approved.

Anyhow, I look super awesome in my mobile EEG/EKG garb. Not. :P I didn't go into the office after I was done getting attached, and working from home is no peach. I could access websites fine on my Mac as far as speed goes, but since they're mostly optimized for Windows, I had to use our PC desktop to access them for certain functions. How frustrating that the PC was running super slow and kept crashing. Gah. It's only a 3-yr-old computer too -- it's more up-to-date than the PC at work, and that one doesn't crash all the time. I don't get it. Oh wait, back to the EEG stuff. So they hook up the EEG wires on my head, EKG patches on my chest, put gauze all over my head to keep the wires in place, and give me my little fanny pack that holds the machine in place.


I know I look dumb with all that stuff on to the point where I won't go in public and yet I posted it on the internet for anyone to see. But the point is for someone else who has to get the EEG done can see what it was like.

On a really cute note, this is love (the brown furry thing is my dog):

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.

Endo lab work

I started seeing an endocrinologist last month. When I was 18, I gained a ton of weight within a few months and my periods stopped. So far, taking birth control pills haven't helped with anything, and all my lab tests (thyroid, testosterone, etc.) came back normal. After I was diagnosed with IH, I kind of attributed all that to it. I've lost about 20 lbs. since May, but I'm still on the pill so I can't say for sure what my periods are like. My family doctor and sleep doctor both agreed that I should see a specialist to see if I'm dealing with the chicken or the egg, so off I went.

Let's just sum up my first appointment with him by saying I was not impressed... Not impressed to the point of crying in his office. Nice, eh? Granted, I was unmedicated at the moment so I was pretty easy to push. I had a bunch of blood drawn and was told I needed to come back some other morning to do a glucose tolerance test.

I went in yesterday morning to take the test, and oh boy was that fun. :P I couldn't eat anything in the morning, and I had to be there at 7:30am, which is usually when I wake up. Plus, I didn't take my dextro since it upsets my stomach if I don't take it with food. Strike three. The tech tries to stick my arm, and I can feel it's not working well. I tell her that most people have problems with my veins so she's free to use my hand instead, which she does.


I drink a horribly nasty rancid Kool-Aid and get my blood drawn in intervals. What a waste of 3 hours.

I go back September 8 for my follow-up with the endo to review my results, so fingers cross that something actually shows up. I do see a neurologist before then, though, and I'm pretty sure she'll have more answers for me than this idiot endo guy.