Moving on?

For a person who is currently not working, I sure do have a number of things going on in my life. Yes, I know what some of you are thinking...I am "working" on getting better. Point taken...and then some. Fortunately, I feel as if an end to a lot of this "stuff" is near. I have almost run out of scheduled doctors appointments...two left on the calendar, neither of which are new.

Yesterday was my last scheduled appointment with the ENT. The appointment was to review the results of the posturography and the EEG. My reaction to the news that I received at this appointment was not instant. It took a couple of hours for it to sink in that I was officially offered what has been best described as "hope".

The tests concluded that I am experiencing "motion intolerance". This is a real medical term...unlike my preferred moniker, "wobbles". Motion intolerance is the affliction and wobbles are the result. I have been unsuccessful at finding an official definition of "motion intolerance", but everything that the doctor said rang true to my experiences. Motion intolerance includes the sensation of yourself moving, or your surroundings. The indication, can be brought on by your surroundings moving, moving yourself, or simply moving your eyes. The message sent from your eyes to your brain, regarding the situation, gets jumbled.

Of the tests that were conducted, the posturography yielded the most concerning results. Apparently, despite the disease activity, my "wires" have been only somewhat compromised. According to the posturography, I have trouble keeping my feet planted when the scene I am facing is moving.

Did you know that when you are healthy, your center of gravity is focused around your ankles (messages are sent between your ankles and your brain) and when you are not as healthy, your center of gravity is in your hips?

Here is the good part...given the condition of my wires, I can be restored! The first time that I saw this doctor, he provided me with some cautiously positive news, this time...it was a definite positive! Vestibular physiotherapy, yoga, and some at-home exercises should correct my perceptions.

When this hit me yesterday afternoon, I was shocked. I was relieved. I was overjoyed. I was elated. I wanted to present this doctor with a medal! I could barely contain my excitement!

And...the doctor also said that the difficult time that I experienced following the tests was somewhat normal. Post testing experiences can range from nothing, a couple of weeks of difficult symptoms, to a brain "re-boot". This means that I did not experience a disease relapse. Clinically speaking (as oppossed to medically, as viewable on an MRI) the disease remains inactive. I'm just dealing with pseudo exacerbations, and the effects of that confounded initial attack.

Maybe I can begin to affectively move on,

Emily