My sanity and other animals

This system is turning from a blog to a LiveJournal, and for that I apologise.

To be honest I am trying to keep track of what is happening to me, in the best and only way that I can. There are others, but this at least gives me feedback. And feedback, I need.

Is it just me, or is my writing style improving? I can't tell at the moment. I think it is, but I am too subjective a person to tell. I ask because this, my writing and communicating style, is my biggest judge of my ability to communicate.

On Friday the 19th, I went to see my doc. I told him my concerns and also showed him the last few posts on my blog. After seeing the deterioration since Sometimes, you don't get the girl he showed me to a specialist at Apollo Hospital.

To be honest, I like our new geeky docs. I like the fact that I can show them a blog post and speak of my concerns. its also a hell of a lot more liberating than the old stick your tongue out and take deep breaths routine.

The thing is, I was given a checkup, where he listened to me, and then was asked to speak to my parents, and given a job list of tests to be done.

These tests were not cheap, but they were meant to see what he hell is wrong with me.

And, I'll be honest, I don't have a doubt that there are things wrong with me.

I can't speak, or write like I used to. I am a slow typist compared to what I used to be. While i feel my brain is alert as ever, my systems seems slower and a lot duller than they used to be. My new glasses make my sight a lot better, but I still seem to suffer from a sense of disconnection that has nothing to do with the drugs that were being prescribed for my condition. In any case, I haven't taken any drugs since the 14th or 15th of the month.

Obviously this is not the best way for things. And it worries me that my body seems to be accepting this, and I will eventually accept the status quo as the way things are and should be.

Like I said, this is turning into a fucking LiveJournal page.

My doc prescribed chest X-rays, CAT scans, enough blood tests to make me feel dehydrated. All of which I did this morning. I am not a fan of testing, and even less a fan of needles despite my multiple tatts, but I guess they had to be done.

Currently, I am on vitamin tabs only. Just multivitamins, vitamin C and zinc tabs.

I'm off to a training session in Badulla on Tuesday, and I am seeing the doc with my test reports on Monday evening. The teaching is something I want to do, to see how good or bad my shape is. For the next few weeks/months everything I do will be considered a test.

So there it is, a combination LJ and blog post, in an attempt to keep my mind in some order. I am pretty sure I'm gonna get better. But there are days.

I'm also running out of cool titles for these articles.