Here's what it feels like to get some respect. For years now, I've been telling doctors, "excuse me, but I think something more is going on here than just neuropathy. My symptoms started long before I had any specific metabolic symptoms and they began with an injury. Isn't there some way to make sure what it is?"
I took a course in logic when I was 17 years old. Spock was my favorite sci fi character. I can recognize a circular argument at 50 paces with my eyes closed.
Well today, for the first time, a doctor listened.
I'm going for more tests, but she actually said it might be something different and something more treatable. Physical therapy, supportive prosthetics, different medications and, maybe in a year or two no more daily pain. And...
(Dare I write it?)
Maybe, just maybe, with a little bit of luck and a lot of hard work I can walk again without help.
I really, really, really don't want to get too excited here, but I am hopeful about my body.
Possibly for the first time in 17 years.
I won't know for months and maybe years if this is going to work out, so I am prepared for some ups and downs.