So, I saw that neurosurgeon today - you know, just to get a second opinion about the herniated disc thing. He did all sorts of interesting tests on me. Emma was in the room and she winced a couple of times, but I reassured her that getting your reflexes tested doesn't hurt.
I had really expected to go in there and kind of have a "it's-no-big-deal" kind of appointment. A "yup, you have a little bulge in that disc" kind of appointment.
Instead, he discovered a pretty significant difference in muscle strength between my right/dominant side and my left side. And it isn't the normal kind of difference. My dominant side is actually quite a bit weaker.
So, guess what? Remember how I got to have an MRI? I get to have another one! Yay!
(I hope you are sharp enough to catch the sarcasm)
Wake-up Playlist: How to Save a Life, The Fray
Daily Bliss: a gorgeous, cotton-candy, cloudy sunrise