Taco Bell

Good morning! I realized laying in bed last night that in my exhausted state I did not explain what Guillain-Barre' really is. I then decided that it will be unveiled to you as I explain my experience with it. I was so tired yesterday after nearly three hours of shopping up at the Grove in LA. Yesterday was my one day off from physical therapy so my mom and I decided to have some fun. I can walk now at a slightly faster pace than a shuffle, but not quickly enough to not be a target for salespeople. If it was not for my mom, I would be the new owner of a 70$ nail kit that I would never use. The sales lady of course was going to lower the price to half off "just for me" but my human cane, aka my mother, was there to escort me off the premises. Once we made it into the shoe section at Nordstrom, I felt like I had to explain to the eager salesmen that I was not actually looking at the shoes as much as I was looking to see if my feet were moving one in front of the other. Sorry gentlemen. 

So today is August 20th but lets venture back to the start of all this: July 17th. It was a Friday and my roommates were in Vegas. I was excited to have our three story condo to myself. I do not work on fridays and for some reason I was extremely tired, so tired in fact that I could not get myself up off the couch. So I turned on the tv and subjected myself to Vh1's top 100 list of one-hit-wonders of the 1980s. I slept through most of it so please don't ask me who made the list. I did manage to get up and turn the AC on because I was convinced that I was slowly dying of heat exhaustion because I felt I was stuck to that couch. I did not eat anything all day until I decided it was a good idea to go get some Taco Bell. *red flag alert* I am on a gluten free diet and have been for over 5  years. Taco Bell, although deeeelicious, is NOT gluten free. Why would I subject my body to this poison and not even care? Subconsciously I must have known that my body was failing me so whattheheckhowaboutsomenachos? I was clearly out of my mind. 

I woke up Saturday the 18th with tingling from my knee down to my toes on my right leg. I of course thought that I had slept on it wrong and tried to move it around. The tingling never went away upon standing and moving around so I thought 'oh I pinched a nerve' and went on with my day. MY DAY, however, consisted of a trip to Home Depot (ugh) and nailing down artificial grass in Chris's yard in 1000 degree weather and riding my back with a basket full of sod back and forth to the dumpster. I kept having to go inside and lay down and drink water because, again, I thought I had heat exhaustion. I found it taxing to walk very far at Home Depot and uncomfortable to sit very long at Lord Winston's very first puppy training class. Every move I made seemed to be uncomfortable.  Saturday night rolled around and I again did not feel like eating anything, not even popcorn at the movies. That should have been my first clue because I sometimes go to the movies just in order to get popcorn and a slurpee. My boyfriend was concerned that I walked past the concession stand and actually snuck out of the movie theater to get me some popcorn. By the time the movie was over, about ten o'clock, I had to cancel plans to go out dancing with friends because I wanted to go to bed. I thought that I was tired of course from a hard day of work, but never thought that it was because my neurological system was compromised...

..I know it is about to get REALLY exciting. stay tuned :-)