Can you feel the love???!!!!!!!!!!!!
Can I ever.
Countdown: 1 day away....
This morning was one big rush, from the alarm to getting ready to breakfast and "we are done eating whether we are done or not" to the taxi ride during rush hour to the clinic, where all the rushing was rewarded with the absolute delight of meeting Dr. Sclafani.
I smiled quite a lot, I believe. It is odd, meeting someone you already know. He is soft-spoken, intelligent, and very drsclafani.
But he had rushing of his own to do, off to do a procedure. I was there for the ultrasound, I was soon called in by Dara, the ultrasound tech, who was training in Amy, from the Del Mar clinic, on the transcranial doppler. It was an Esaote MyLab25Gold machine, very nice:
http://www.esaote.com/modules/core/page ... GOLD&t=SPE
Dara and Amy both set to work on capturing images. With Dara training Amy, I got to listen along, and I could follow most but not all of what they were discussing. Right away in my right jugular, they captured the valve down at J1 and the reflux it is causing, and between themselves mentioned that this met the criteria, so there I was, two minutes into the ultrasound and officially again diagnosed with CCSVI.
It went on much longer than that, perhaps an hour? I had to take deep breaths, in and out, at times, which made me feel dizzy and unwell. My deep breaths are not very deep, truth be told, but I tried. At one point, they could not get a measurement of my upper left jugular, but when I accidentally turned my head toward them to follow the conversation, they got excited, because they'd gotten the jugular. I turned my head back to face forward, the jugular was gone. It's fun, too, to have a little validation there, because that's the way I deliberately position myself (looking to the right, never the left) if I am at a movie or talking to someone or playing UNO with my son.
They imaged my verts too, I have beautiful verts.
Then the ultrasound was done and I was dizzy and unwell and we got car service back to the hotel. I am back to the dubious joy of resting this afternoon while my husband and daughter have the more definite joy of exploring Manhattan. I got a taste of it last night, I love NYC as much as ever. The subways are fun, the people on the subways are an eclectic mix, the flow of people once we got there is just surreal, so many people, where you feel insignificant because you are just one person and yet significant because of the sheer number of us all going, going, wherever we are going.
Sorry for rhapsodizing, but if there is a city worth rhapsodizing over, it would be New York.
Tomorrow at last is my procedure. I will let you know how it goes.