Update for those who have been following the saga, brain/spine MRI was normal. (Foot is another story.) There is far too much evidence right here on this blog to conclude I have a ‘normal’ brain. But apparently it knows how to behave under interrogation. Or else they weren’t, maybe, looking for a disorder that makes one compulsively care about words no one else even uses, like ‘usury’.
I’m not sure whether this means the neuro will go back to leaving me alone, or decide he desperately needs to do some expensive and invasive tests. Either way I’ll no doubt find a way to deploy my special complaining powers. But I’m pretty pleased at the prospect of Reduced Holiday Drama. So it’s all good.
