My appointment

So I went up to portland in what I like to call the "way too wee" hours of the morning. Most other people just call it rush hour. Saw the doctor after arriving 20 minutes late. Had a good talk with him about what was going on. Barry even *gasp* held his banter to a minimum.

The doctor did a few tests there in the office, one of which consisted of an info red device they use to look at the movement of your eyes in the dark. He showed what they looked like during the test to me on the monitor. Way cool. As I already know my right ear is screwed up. So, the doctor is scheduling a day for me at the Good Sam. hospital to have more testing done. Since I live an hour plus away, he scheduled them all on the same day. He did want me that I would get very ill, as they are trying to get the worse response during the testing. Sound like a blast. *sigh*. Oh well nothing to it, it's just one day.

When all the testing is said and done we will know a little more. He was quite vexed at the fact that I can't have an MRI. That being the first diagnostic (and best for that matter) to be used. Then when I explain the copious amounts of metal in my face and skull, he agreed maybe that wasn't the best thing. Although he did rag on me about being a hard patient. He was a pretty cool doc. I hope he stays that way. I am done with psycho moody doctors, it was refreshing seeing someone professional