Fantabulous news: my latest MRI scan shows no new lesions.
The new neuro I saw said I was experiencing ‘paroxysms’ of MS. Not heard before, so I did what most of us do and googled it when I got home.
In other news, life continues as normal:
- My once semi-eloquent speech is still garbled and unintentionally hilarious.
- My brand new suede boots are scuffed beyond repair after stumbling all over the place and now join the graveyard of other similarly-afflicted boots.
- I have an ever-expanding collection of spectacular bruises from arguing with walls/bannisters/the shower.
- I brighten up the boss’s day, every day, with my slapstick moves. Who needs a banana skin when I’m around?
- I’m still single, and after a terrifying, tentative foray into online dating, I will probably remain so until at least 2073 (if I live to be 100).
refuseam reluctant to squeeze myself into a tubi-dress and have hair extensions just to take ten years off my age. I wish.
- I still love bacon butties in work. A habit I am attempting to break with the purchase of a Nutri-Bullet.
Anyway, apart from the usual MS gaffes, The Teenager is in the midst of GCSE Angst. Being a dutiful parent, I’ve ordered him his entire Amazon wish-list. An expensive mistake.
Along with the study notes, the revision books and the pens, he had to absolutely, totally, definitely have a Breaking Bad notebook which would of course ensure top marks in all subjects. They were all delivered yesterday and remain in a pristine package on the IKEA desk I painstakingly put together.
‘How’s your notes going?’
‘Oh, um, lovely. Anything I can help with?’
‘Fed up wiv ‘elfy cereal, can I have Coco-Pops?’
‘Oh. Too much sugar?’
‘Ha, that’s funny!’
‘Seriously. D’urrrr. And close the door behind you and take the kitten with you, ta?’
Oh, ok. I retreated and gathered up the laundry. And the kitten and her bizarre collection of hair bands.
So. My scan says I’m fine. I don’t feel fine. What should I do? How long do paroxysms last? Can I take a chance and buy a new pair of boots that I won’t scuff? And most importantly, will I stop speaking English with a German/Yoda-esque syntax?
‘Study, you will. Much learning achieve, aspire you can. Dark forces, encounter, you could. Succeed!’