Well, tomorrow is the day I have my MRI. It was originally scheduled for Monday evening, but they rang yesterday to tell me that it had been bumped up to Friday at 8 AM.
The neurologist is pretty sure that it will be clear, and I’m guessing he’s right. This silly second-guessing myself drives me crazy sometimes.
Oh, well – after tomorrow, I’ll know. Here’s hoping it goes how it’s meant to go.