Well, Sunday I went to church and I felt okay. The numbness in my leg started to act up shortly before we got home from church. My jeans was causing my thigh to hurt. By the time I got them off and into shorts, NOTHING could touch my thigh. It burned as if it had a 2nd degree burn on it. I tried heat. That felt good, but not sure it helped. I used ice and boy did that hurt putting that on it. Oh my goodness. I wasn’t going to go to the evening service we have at a local retirement living place as I’m the only one who does solos there. I have dedicated my Sunday evenings to going and singing to help out. As it grew closer to leaving, I went and put my jeans back on. It felt okay.
I came home and instantly got out of my jeans and back into my shorts. I realized, after check back at a text to my cousin, I’ve had this numb feeling since September ish. UGH!
So I called my Dr this morning, Monday, and told the receptionist what was going on…the burning and how long it’s been that way. I forgot to tell her that it hurts when I stretch in the morning. It feels like it’s ripping apart. I don’t understand the burning/tearing sensation. The receptionist called me back and told me they are checking with my insurance to see if they’ll cover the cost of a MRI. She said if she calls me back, then it can’t happen, but if I don’t hear back from her, then I’ll be getting a call to set up an appointment for the MRI.
I’m a little down about the possibility of the MRI and them finding something wrong. Like really wrong. I’ve wanted to die since age 10 until almost two years ago. I want to live now. So I’ve been rather quiet today, Monday.
I see my counselor tomorrow and I’m sure we’ll talk about it. Last time I was there, all we talked about was my dad and my relationship and the lack there of. My homework is to write a letter to my dad. I started it, but I’ll finish it at another time.
Well, it’s 12:48 AM and my meds are kicking in. I hope you’re having a wonderful week. I’ll keep you posted on the MRI.
Dacuteone :)

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