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my eyes don't feel the same

Funny thing happened to me today.  Well, I guess it started yesterday and I just didn't know it.

My right eye was spasming all day yesterday.  The eye lid and below the eye were going crazy.  I didn't think too much of it other than how strange it was.  I knew my right eye felt a little different but didn't know why.

Anyway, this morning I wake up and blink a couple times.  They don't feel the same.  Hmmm.  Why is this?  I looked normal in the mirror and Kevin didn't notice anything.  We carried on with the day.

Kevin had a Father's Day cup of coffee and enjoyed playing with a remote control car Nola wanted him to have ;)  We relaxed around the house until it was time to get ready and go over to Opa and Oma's.  We went out for lunch with them and my parents to Glenn's.  This is when I noticed a real difference.  I tried to eat a hamburger and it proved a little more difficult than I thought.  My mouth was not cooperating.  Now I know this might provide you with a funny image of ketchup running down my chin and my not noticing.  Well, it wasn't quite like that.  It just felt...different.

I expressed my concern to Kevin and my parents; we all agreed it should be checked.  When I got home I talked to Health Link who promptly told me to make my way to the hospital.

Thanks to our wonderful neighbour, Kevin stayed with the comatose Nola while Candace took me up to Emerg.  In the 3.5 hours I spent there I had a Cat Scan and X-ray to determine it wasn't a stroke, three pokes to find one vain, a pee test, blood work and a diagnosis--Bell's Palsy.

The awesomely nice doctor had me do a variety of highly skilled tests, such as close my eyes as tight as possible, raise my eyebrows and pucker my lips (not all at the same time).  Yup, Bell's Palsy.  A virus I caught somewhere in the wild blue yonder left the nerves behind my ears to die and make the muscles on the right side of my face weak.  In 6 to 7 weeks I'll be back to normal, as this is usually how long it takes for the nerves to regrow (with the aide of some strong steroids and antivirals).

I will go to work tomorrow.  I understand we are only given as much as God feels we can handle.  I know I can handle this, not to mention the Lupus and Antiphospholipid Antibody Syndrome and all that entails.  I am strong and capable.  I would rather be the one to handle this than watch any one person I know deal with these things.  I choose not to ask: why me?

Why NOT me?

I ♥ them.

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