Argh...

Today was a bad day for the muscle twitches. And to top it off, I don't know if it was related to the twitches, or to the muscle fatigue, or hell, if I slept funny last night, but my right arm and leg were really stiff, bordering on tight all day today. Granted, I was stressed out of my head, and I am flaking out over my upcoming appointment with the neurologist, but this was really really obnoxious. Not to mention uncomfortable.

I am not looking forward to visiting the neurologist, I've pretty much convinced myself (rational or not) that no good can come of going. This is because either, A) she's going to decide that there's nothing wrong with me and it's all in my head or B) she's going to decide that there's something wrong with me. On the one hand, I don't want to be chalked up to looney tunes, I'm not making this shit up. But seriously, when you hear it over and over again you start to question yourself. The other hand holds the "ok, so something is really wrong ball - which means more tests, treatments, will I ever be normal or is my life as I know it about to change? (Ok, being melodramatic there, I'm tired and overwhelmed at the moment, but there is that part of my brain that wonders.)

I've got 10 more days to wait before my appointment. That's going to be a long time.