How could I forget?! This one goes out to my future roomie. :)
So the good thing about Dysautonomia is that most people get better with time. The less-fantastic fact is that we don't know how long my bout might last...a couple months or a couple years. But my mom is super optimistic -- she's gone ahead and renewed her Illini football tickets. I'm hoping against hope to be able to return to school in the fall. I'm bummed that I just got an email saying *all* my U of I information will be deleted in about 2 weeks (lol they must've realized I found that loophole and reviewed all the honors essays >.< ) ... but I did receive a confirmation email for my housing for this fall! Focusing on the positive.
MEANWHILE!
The maid service at the hotel, day by day, has been eating my chocolate cake in our mini-fridge. This is not a joke. Mom is censoring me from printing the rest of the story because I am very tired and punchy, and she does not wish you all to think me entirely delirious.
Tomorrow I have 7 appointments at Mayo -- 7:15am to 5:15pm. Blood tests, dermatology consult, neurology consult, Holter monitor, just to name a few. Thanks for your thoughts and prayers!
love and chocolate sprinkles,
emma
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Hey Emma:
ReplyDeleteI have loved enjoyed reading your blog. I hope that this trip to the Mayo Clinic produces some positive results. Keep fighting.
Good Morning Beautiful Emma!
ReplyDeleteI cannot believe the maid service is eating your chocolate cake...although chocolate cake is yummy and hard to resist. Aye aye aye!
I am praying for you, keeping positive, thinking of you, and missing you!
HUGS to you and your mom!
I also believe this will improve with time (provided you keep taking care of yourself). And yeah, it might take a really long time. So basically, hope for the best, but prepare for the worst.
ReplyDeleteHope the appointments went well.
I had a monthly maid in NJ and I trusted her absolutely. However, once I bought some twinkies for a tutoring party. They weren't for me, so I noticed when the box was opened and a twinkie was missing the day my maid came.
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