Saw my neurologist last week, and he says I should really start looking at Deep Brain Stimulation (DBS) surgery. In fact he provided me with a referral to the DBS group at Stanford, which is only 30 minutes from my home, luckily for me. This is a hospital that I'm very familiar with; I was hospitalized there once when I was a teenager. My son was born there, as were two of my brothers. It's where we go when we need to go to emergency. It feels as comfortable as a hospital can be. So that's good.
I'm looking forward to the consultation and getting my questions answered. The biggest question I have, though, doesn't seem to have an answer. How does it work? No one seems to know; they just have theories. Still, I know enough people who have been through it with good to amazing results, that I will seriously consider it, even though the idea of having a hole drilled in my head for any reason just gives me the willies... Of course, if it really means that I can feel better and take less medication, I would drill the hole myself. Okay, that's an exaggeration. Poetic hyperbole; don't mind me.
Anyway, I'm waiting for a call to set up an appointment. I hope that happens soon, because I'd just as soon have it over with so I can decide what to do. Waiting sucks.
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