It's been two weeks on study drug, and I had the first of several check-ups required for the first three months. It was also the first time for me to drive myself down there like a big girl. Traffic was exactly as expected and there was only one . . . no, TWO near-accidents. I can proudly report neither one was due to my driving though! Atlanta drivers, for the most part, are just assholes.
Anyway, vitals were fine. I asked to pee in a cup because I've been thinking I could be developing a UTI (love those. not) because I've been hesitating a lot. Well, my bladder hesitates a lot anyway. So the stick did have elevated white cells in it so they sent my deposit off to the lab and will call me in a few days. Meantime, lots of water and cranberry juice. Really? Duh.
The best part was this, and maybe other MSers will understand why this was so exciting. As I was leaving the building I was heading toward an unfamiliar level of the parking deck. I had my head up, looking for my car like a normal person. Unfortunately, I did not see anything notifying me there was a step down off the sidewalk. I hate that because I can't count the number of times I haven't been able to recover from an unexpected change in terrain. I shudder just thinking about it actually.
Anyway, the heel of my right foot caught the edge of the sidewalk, while my toe landed on the deck about 3" below it and guess what? I didn't freak, didn't teeter, didn't stumble, nothing! I just recovered without incident and kept walking! That was a very, very big deal and I'm still grinning!