|Wear pants for doctor visits.|
I saw Dr. M for the physical testing. Nothing remarkable. My left eye's sight is fuzzy and I have almost no reflexes when he smacks my knees with the hammer.
I also saw Dr. G who, as usual, is pleased as punch about how well I'm doing. (Like it has anything to do with him, he's totally responsible for my awesomesauciness. YES, that's a word. Why do you question my vocabulary?)
And I am doing very well, especially when compared to many other people with MS or even compared with me at some points in my past.
L scheduled my MRI for Friday after work. I know! I have...The. Best. Friday. Nights. Try not to be jealous.