Going to Tennessee!!!

After I decided to get the ball rolling with the new physician group, it really got rolling.  This doctor requires his patients to attend a seminar about the occipital nerve stimulator implant surgery before the consultation.  So I had a choice of which one to attend.  Of course I chose the soonest one, so I am going to Tennessee in a couple of weeks.  I had to send all my medical records and while going through them I realized in my medical records I have records from 3 doctors stating I need the surgery and the psychiatric evaluation stating I would be a good candidate for it.  Surely that has to be some pretty compelling evidence there.  I am so excited and nervous.  I am trying to be cautiously hopeful as the last time I did this I got my hopes up so high only to have them smashed.  Hopefully this will be much better this time around.  My official 3-year anniversary of the evil headache has come and gone, and I am so ready to get rid of it.

Nervous about tomorrow

Tomorrow I go for the cervical epidural at my pain management office.  I am nervous.  I have never had one.  I have to have a driver so I am assuming this means there is some sort of light sedation involved or something.  I forgot to ask so I guess it will be a surprise tomorrow.  It has now been almost a week since I called my newest neuro's office to ask if he had come to any conclusions yet as to what options I have.  I have yet to receive a call back.  This is so annoying.  I am getting really tired of dealing with doctors and their staffs.  I thought this was going to be a much better place for me but now I am wondering again.  I have been having more and more days with the hot red cheek and more of the red irritated eye also lately.  I was hoping to talk to the neuro about how I have been progressively worse.  #*&^ I am really grumpy today! 

On a better note, I finally received a copy of my psychiatric evaluation I had to do for the occipital nerve stimulator implant surgery.  The psychologist had it all sealed in an envelope with her business label on the front.  She said she did it that way so whoever requested it would know it wasn't just something I wrote myself.  No, I am not making this up.  Of course I was way too tempted not to open the envelope and read what she said about me.  It was just a plain white sheet of paper with an office visit transcription from the day I saw her for the evaluation.  It said some things that made me laugh out loud and some things that made me wonder if she mixed me up with someone else, but at least at the end she said that I was a good candidate for the surgery and she saw no indications of any problems that would cause any postoperative complications, etc., etc.  This was the last of my medical records that I requested copies of, so now I have everything of course except for records from the new neuro doc.

I think I will go soak in a warm tub and try to relax for a little while at least.  Wish me luck tomorrow!  I promise I will try not to be a big baby.