Full of surprises

Yesterday was full of surprises. I took the youngest to see the neurologist and put two hours on the parking meter because you never know how long a specialist will keep you waiting.

I settled into a chair in the waiting room, started flicking through my phone for entertainment and burst out laughing at this meme …

The youngest was MORTIFIED by my lack of decorum.

But ermagerd I was delighted by every single word in the meme. It speaks to me.

I had barely stifled my giggles when we were ushered into the specialist’s office 10 minutes BEFORE our scheduled appointment time.

Has that ever happened to you? It has never happened to me.

It blindsided my ex, who was still driving around the block looking for a park.

Fortunately he only missed the retelling of the AFL concussion incident and it’s aftermath.

I fully expected the neurologist to shrug her shoulders about the youngest’s headaches the way everyone else does, but she said she thinks the youngest has a post-traumatic migraine, which can last for years if you don’t treat it.

Apparently the youngest was more vulnerable because my ex and I both have occasional retinal migraines.

I can’t speak for my ex as I think his started post-divorce, but at times of extreme stress my vision fills with blurry, jagged lines and I feel like throwing up. Conversely I don’t think I’ve had one since I got divorced.

Let’s not read too much into that.

Anyways genetics play a big role in migraines. So, if at least one of your biological parents experienced migraines, there’s a 50% to 75% chance that you will too.

The specialist also nodded sagely when the youngest said her two AFL knocks were both to the back of her head. Concussions involving back of the head can be particularly problematic.

She has suggested a vast swathe of treatments and the youngest will work her way through them. She tried the first one last night and it didn’t fix her headache.

The second one starts today and if it doesn’t work she will need to get a radiologist to give her needles in the back of her head.

Eeek.

If that doesn’t work, then apparently botox might help. I suggested to the neurologist that it might help me too.

She politely smiled. The youngest glared at me. You can’t take me anywhere.

By the time she has tried all the treatments it will be the HSC and the youngest will not have done any schoolwork or study for three months.

I think I feel a retinal migraine coming on …

And now it’s the Friday of the long weekend. I hope you have something fun planned. I am hoping to do very little other than collect DD from the airport.

Catch you next week.

Song of the day: Kylie Minogue “Can’t get you out of my head”