Well. I managed to get some sleep. 4 hours. no sleep < 4 hours < enough
I made it to the hospital in time for my appointment.
Was asked in the waiting room (whilst knitting my second sock) about the magic-loop technique that I was using.
I went in to see my neuro on time (she was either not running late or had had a cancellation).
There was lots of useful talk. Maybe another friends-locked (non-public) entry about the more gory details, later on.
She reads my LJ and knew about me knitting! YAY! ;-p
Apparently the codeine in co-codamol might be making my IBS/constipation worse, which I knew. What I did not know was that it might be making my RLS (Restless Leg Syndrome) worse as well. I had three vials of blood drawn to test for iron and thyroid weirdness that might be causing the RLS.
We looked up my MS diagnosis date in my file. I knew it was Sept 1998 but not what date. It was 10th Sept 1998. I have still not decided whether to celebrate / mark / ignore / drown the ten year anniversary of that, this September.
We talked about my double vision but I do not remember whether a solution was suggested (other than closing one eye whilst knitting!).
I went into Chichester, bought a 4mm circular needle, and some small point protectors in C&H and a couple of battery operated pushbutton lights in Lakeland. I also bought cream 'cheese' and honey puffed rice in Holland & Barratt. I had a fruit juice frappachino-a-like (I forget what they call them) in Starbucks.
Drove to the Little Chef in Fontwell and had a 'breakfast' for brunch. Had planned to drive into Arundel to reconnoiter before tomorrow night (Clack & Yak) but the car had developed a lawnmower-like knocking noise and so I just came home.
Iz ded nau.
I should go to bed so that I am awake for counselling and Clack & Yak. I seem to be knitting, though... ;-p