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Reason #3493879 how the US is different than the UK: "What do you mean, you don't have 80F/40C temperature swings?"

Also, it's 36 degrees here. AND STILL NIGHT. At least I can try out my Chelsea FC scarf out...

Now entering: Purgatory

Had the neurologist's appointment today. I was poked at and prodded, literarly. One of the tests was poking me with a safety pin.

He wanted me to have a B12 test, which I did today, and the results should be in by Wendsday. Also, I'm having three MRIs tomorrow afternoon. One of my head, one of my spine, and one of my chest. It will be about 3 hours, which I think includes the time for the contrast juice to do it's magic.

This afternoon, after the exam, has been rather exhausting. I've tried to study, but as soon as I read something it falls out of my head. And, of course, today was the day in Girls Like Us to evaluate the semester so far and our goals for the rest of the semester/year. Right now, I can't really think to the end of the week.

The end of the week, oddly enough, was a time my parents were thinking about coming up and seeing me. I should have the results of the tests by then, so it's either going to be a celebration or be completely awkward.

I'm going to feel completely stupid if I've been reading too much into some of the comments the doctor's have made. But at the same time, when the receptionist was making the appointment for the MRIs, she did say "possible MS" to the receptionist on the other side of the line. And, you know, the neurologist specifically said they'd be looking for plaque.

But since purgatory is a place with a finite existence, I'll know one way or the other, soon.