Nervous energy or the lack thereof
Dec. 17th, 2010 11:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
greatbearHaving had nerve problems, then surgery, then other problems and meds trying to fix those problems, my nervous system has been playing practical jokes on me on an intermittent basis. Most are benign, like dizzy spells, twitches, feelings of pressure or mild electric shocks in my legs, etc. Some are not so much fun, and seem to be described best as 5-second "power failures." Getting out of the car, shutting the door then trying to turn around and move produces no effect, and I begin to lose my balance.I try to grab hold of the car, but all I end up doing is keying it like crazy because my oversized keyring is in my hand at the time. The "power" gets restored right when it is too late, my feet scramble frantically as I hit the pavement. It was more a bruise to my ego, seeing people staring at me as they continue to walk away, and knowing I have to retouch some hard-to-match dark metallic paint on one Mini Cooper. Not fun, and I still have scars and scrapes from it.
Today was less frustrating after the fact, but more entertaining. I got up out of my captain's chair here at the controls of Starship Mayhem, and started to walk down the hall to the bathroom. Coming out the door I wanted to turn right. Instead I inexplicably continued in the same direction, headed right towards the opposite hallway wall. It was almost in slow motion, and the same feeling when one is in a car and hits a patch of ice in a turn. I see the wall getting closer, I kinda go "aw, shit" as I put my hands up and ever so un-gently walk face-first into the wall, knocking stuff from it and making for crooked pictures. I stand there for a few seconds replaying this one episode in a series of unfortunate events and giggle to myself. These are side effects from the meds coupled with the disconnect problem I've had since the surgery, and seem to be strongest roughly an hour after taking them. The worst is over in about another hour, and I can go about my day. I take the second dose before bedtime so as not to become a loose cannon for a second installment. I gotta discuss more with my doctor why it seems there are problems affecting my feedback circuits and main servos.
An unfortunate side-effect of this whole ordeal has been me sleeping alone in the second bedroom rather than with Jeff. I toss and turn, can't get comfortable, and sometimes have rather violent recoils and twitches both while awake and sleeping. Jeff won't like to admit that he's sleeping better without all the extra mayhem in bed next to him, but we both miss our togetherness. I knew having nerve problems was not going to be fun, but I never expected invisible cattle prods and tasers, unexpected karate moves, and constant skin crawl. It's slowly improving, but at this rate, it will take a year before it's anything resembling normalcy.
Today was less frustrating after the fact, but more entertaining. I got up out of my captain's chair here at the controls of Starship Mayhem, and started to walk down the hall to the bathroom. Coming out the door I wanted to turn right. Instead I inexplicably continued in the same direction, headed right towards the opposite hallway wall. It was almost in slow motion, and the same feeling when one is in a car and hits a patch of ice in a turn. I see the wall getting closer, I kinda go "aw, shit" as I put my hands up and ever so un-gently walk face-first into the wall, knocking stuff from it and making for crooked pictures. I stand there for a few seconds replaying this one episode in a series of unfortunate events and giggle to myself. These are side effects from the meds coupled with the disconnect problem I've had since the surgery, and seem to be strongest roughly an hour after taking them. The worst is over in about another hour, and I can go about my day. I take the second dose before bedtime so as not to become a loose cannon for a second installment. I gotta discuss more with my doctor why it seems there are problems affecting my feedback circuits and main servos.
An unfortunate side-effect of this whole ordeal has been me sleeping alone in the second bedroom rather than with Jeff. I toss and turn, can't get comfortable, and sometimes have rather violent recoils and twitches both while awake and sleeping. Jeff won't like to admit that he's sleeping better without all the extra mayhem in bed next to him, but we both miss our togetherness. I knew having nerve problems was not going to be fun, but I never expected invisible cattle prods and tasers, unexpected karate moves, and constant skin crawl. It's slowly improving, but at this rate, it will take a year before it's anything resembling normalcy.
