It started with a dead leg. You know, the "I've sat on my leg for too long while I've played computer games" kind of dead leg. It didn't hurt, it just felt sort of tingly and numb and not quite right. I figured at first that it was probably a touch of sciatica because my posture is probably awful and I sit on my legs a lot at work; but it didn't go away. It didn't go away for about a week before I decided to see a GP about it. The GP didn't seem too concerned and sent me for a blood test to check for inflammation and Rheumatoid Arthritis. I gave him a list of things that I thought were not quite right and seemed to all be neurological symptoms and he sort of nodded and said to come back when we had blood test results.
But then things started feeling weirder (still not painful, just weird) and it wasn't just my leg anymore. The feeling started to creep up my hip and after reading some information online I decided to pop into the hospital on the way to work to see if there was an explanation for it. I ummed and ahhed for ages about it, I wasn't an accident or an emergency and I didn't have any pain and I wasn't particularly suffering.. But it was getting worse and my GP is useless and my friends, who are sensible and wise, said that the worst case scenario was that they could send me away.
I didn't go to work that day.. or for the rest of that week. I saw a triage nurse, an A&E doctor, a couple of medical students on their A&E rotation, a phlebotomist, a neurology registrar and then I was transferred to the assessment unit and lost count of the nurses, doctors, radiologists, auxilliary nurses and various other staff who make hospitals run smoothly. They did more blood tests than I have ever seen, a chest x-ray, an MRI scan of my brain and spine and a lumbar puncture.. and there we found my lovely little lesions.
