The past two weeks have been physically daunting. The dizzy spells, the jabbing pain, and the difficulty breathing wore me to exhaustion. I was convinced death opened a door, but then I reminded myself I have survived tough days before. It is a curious thing, however, why it happens. Some weeks are bearable and I am highly productive, with little side effect. Other times, I'm curled into a burning ball on the sofa, begging for mercy. No medical doctor has been able to explain this mystery to my understanding.
Until today.
The oncology surgeon who provides for my youngest daughter simply shared that when either a new lesion is being formed or an already formed lesion is in the finishing stage of death, the disconnect of signals lends way to dizziness, imbalance, burning/tingling, and even severe migraine headaches. Although the symptoms vary, depending on the lesion location, they are exacerbated at the beginning and ending of lesion formation.
Essentially, my better days are cerebral white matter idleness, when no activity occurs along the axon. Activity along the nerve pathways (breakdown of myelin sheath), however, complements my worse days.
Now, THAT I understand!
