So unfortunately this Dorothy with her Ruby Red cane is going to see the wizard (aka the Neurologist) tomorrow as I've noticed some changes in my condition since my last bathroom spill in the bathroom which was over 2 months ago.
To be fair, Glenda (My Primary Doctor), wanted me to get another MRI since it had been 10 months since my last one. And wouldn't you know it, my insurance company aka Flying Monkeys, said I didn't qualify and Glenda told me to go see the Wizard because he would have more pull with those annoying creatures.
And I put it off as long as I didn't feel any worse and thought it was proactive but I would still approach it with the wizard at my next appointment which was only a couple more weeks away from now.
But then that green wench cackled at me and sent numbness down my right arm where I couldn't feel my fingers at all – not a good sign even in the smallest of realms. Combined that with subtle changes of existing symptoms finally made me do the right thing and follow the yellow brick road to the Emerald City where all my doctors live.
As I poured over all my latest imaging for clues, using meditation to keep the anxiety to a minimal amount – as stress mixed with what equates to a major power line with a short in it does me no favors and takes no prisoners even on good days.
Because of my case being unusual for the diagnosis because of my age, no trauma, and not a lot of symptoms that shot up red flags for
Myelopathy, it laid undiscovered most likely for years. Which unfortunately that is what myelopathy is good at – masking its identity because the symptoms can be so subtle that the root cause isn't found for a while so most myelopathy patients have permanent damage, the only question that remains is how bad.
For example, you wake up one morning like you slept on your neck the wrong way – and after it doesn't go away your doctor orders X-rays that show arthritis and bone spurs. Is your doctor going to think you have a spinal cord injury based on some
neck pain and imaging shows arthritis? Probably not. That's why it's rarely found immediately because it's so subtle, and usually by the time it rears its ugly head – guess what … you will most likely have some degree of permanent damage.
The spinal cord is an amazing tissue/organ. It starts at your brain stem and is about 1/2" and gradually gets as thinner as less and less information "signals" need to get passed the further down your body. It is a your main electric highway of signals that branch off of cord from nerves that give your body every sensation you feel – from the sand under your feet, to a bulging bladder seeking a restroom while you're doing the PP Dance, to every ache and pain you feel.
That's a lot of information for a pipe only 1/2" in diameter – and that's just in your neck. It actually splits off into branches at the end in the beginning of your lumber region. Which makes it a lot harder to get cord compression in your lower back. It's actually incredibly awesome the way we were built as humans when you look at the anatomy of the spinal cord and how it branches off to every part of your body.
Today I'm just grateful that I'm here and can still walk as my cord was essentially kinked or "buckled" in one space and flattened in 2 others – and with the amount of data flowing through this amazing conduit I choose to be thankful that I can still feel – even if it's only pain.