If you follow me on Twitter or Facebook you may have seen some recent references to Mr. K having some medical issues that required him to see a neurologist today. Even when things are going awry we tend to make serious issues into comical ones.
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Last night I couldn’t sleep. I was worried about Mr. K and his neurology appointment this morning. For the last few months Mr. K has been having some left arm numbness, muscle weakness and lack of muscle control. Like many men he kept this tidbit of information from me until it began to impact his ability to do certain things – like weight lifting and holding things in his hand. Um, yeah.
At first I didn’t know if this was something passing, but the more we talked the more serious I realized it was. I also began to observe. His left shoulder was drooping. He was having trouble holding himself up during intimate moments. He fumbled with things in his left hand and was dropping things. He winced in pain and would fidget in his seat when he began to get uncomfortable. He lost the feeling in his arm and fingers and would have tingling up and down it with occasional shooting pain. He began to favor his right side over the left and his laid back and fun mood diminished. My sex life was also heading south and not in a candy licking kind of way if you get my drift.
At first we were not sure where he should go and who he should see. If you use Dr. Google the worst things imaginable will come up when you look up left arm numbness and lack of muscle control. We were both scared shitless because even the new age sites were saying “Sorry you are fucked”. So while we were trying to figure things out, Mr. K went to the chiropractor. Then he talked to our good friend who is a physical therapist, and while all this was going on, it was getting worse. The physical therapist recommended he see a neurologist so we went to set up an appointment but the doctor required a referral. This referral required us to jump through hoops while throwing flaming batons because that is how some specialist operate. Since I have no athletic skills and his arm could not support any fancy baton throwing we had to resort to making an appointment with a family friend who happens to be a family physician who could get us in right away.
When we went to see Dr. B he knew things must be serious because I do not normally tag along to medical appointments with Mr. K. The only times he sees us together is at deathbed vigils and funerals so this was a real special occasion. Dr. B had a medical student with him who was observing how a family practice is run and asked if it was okay if he stayed for the appointment. We didn’t care because we like to torment include medical students and then Dr. B proceeded to interview Mr. K about what kind of problems he was having. This is when the real bull shit begins, because my husband decides to tone everything down and leaves out stuff which leads me to interrupt and say “Can I say something?” Dr. B then turns to the medical student and says “Now we are going to get the whole truth about Mr. K’s medical issues.” By the time I was finished the doctor had Mr. K stripping and was poking him with needles and giant cue tips.
Dr. B decided that Mr. K was definitely having some issues with left side weakness and lack of muscle control and gladly made the referral for him to see a neurologists. The appointment was three weeks away however which wasn’t soon enough for Mr. K however when our awesomely cool friend, the chiropractor, found out she made arrangements to have his appointment moved to the following week. We were both very grateful and feel pretty damn lucky to have friends with medical degrees.
So today was the much anticipated neurology appointment.
We went.
We saw.
We waited.
And then we got the best damn nurse on the planet. Okay, maybe not the best, but a good one with a great sense of humor.
Great Nurse: So what kind of trouble are you having Mr. K?
Mr. K: I have numbness and tingling in my left arm, pain in the forearm, no feeling in these two fingers and my thumb, and have muscle weakness.
Great Nurse looks at me and says : Is that true? Do you have anything left to add.
Me: No I think he actually nailed that.
Great Nurse: When men normally come in here they lie.
Me: O yes, I am very well aware which is why I am here.
Mr. K: I should have left you at home.
Great Nurse: Are you having trouble grasping or holding things?
Mr. K: No, not really.
Great Nurse looks at me.
Me: Yes he does. He has trouble picking up stuff and favors the right side. He broke some Christmas ornaments because he couldn’t feel them in his hand.
Mr. K: That’s not true. Those ornaments just slipped off the hooks.
Great Nurse rolls her eyes.
Mr. K: See, she doesn’t believe me.
Me: That is because you lie.
Great Nurse: So what is your pain scale Mr. K?
Mr. K: I have no idea. I am not sure if it’s pain. It is tightness.
Me: He does have pain.
Mr. K: Okay, I have pain but its manageable.
Great Nurse: So do you have a lot of stress?
Me: :::laughing::: We have five kids.
Great Nurse: O My God you people are crazy! Do you really have that many kids?
Mr. K: Yes.
Great Nurse: How do you do it?
Me: We drink. Sometimes. Okay, we don’t drink but wish we did.
Great Nurse: Okay well I have some more questions for you. Mr. K do you have any trouble controlling your bowels?
Mr. K: No trouble at all.
Great Nurse: Are you having any erectile dysfunction? I kinda doubt you are since you have five kids.
Mr. K: Everything was working fine last night.
Great Nurse bust out laughing.
Me: Let me just say that if his dick wasn’t working we would have been in here long before now. I can’t go without the sex.
Great Nurse: Well you would be surprised at how many men wait to come to the doctor until something is wrong with their manhood. I mean, there arm will be completely numb and they will be in severe pain and ignore it but as soon as they begin to have erectile dysfunction that a little blue pill won’t fix they are sitting in this office.
Me: I totally believe you. It is after all all about the sex.
Great Nurse: Exactly, but if you wait that long sometimes its just too late.
Me: So what you are saying is they wait for their dick to go numb and limp before addressing serious medical issues.
Great Nurse: Yep, because if it’s not effecting their ability to have an erection then they don’t think it is that big of a deal until it’s too late.
Mr. K: I can’t believe you.
Me: I am totally blogging about this.
Mr. K: O God -
Me: You know you love it. At least your nuts aren’t numb and it’s just your arm. This could be a lot worse.
Great Nurse: I need more people in here like you two. Y’all crack me up.
Mr. K has a cervical herniated disc. He will be getting a MRI next week and will have a second consultation with the neurologist. Because of what he is experiencing with his arm, the weakness and lack of muscle control he could be facing surgery to take pressure off the nerve. I am so glad we caught this before he suffered from erectile dysfunction – just saying.
And yes, having a herniated disc in the neck or back can cause nerve damage that effects the lower extremities, including the bowels, bladder, and yes, sexual organs. Words of wisdom for today: Don’t wait until it’s too late!
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