I don't know why that's so hard to admit, but it's the ugly truth.
The headaches, three years later, still rule. How is that possible???
The most recent MRI shows no bone growth, and my Skype last Thursday with my neurosurgeon did not give me any answers. The good news is, I guess, that my doctor says my MRI looks good.
He doesn't think my headache is being caused by my Chiari, my surgeries, or regrowth of bone.
He is stumped.
He suspects that my sinuses are somehow involved, so he asked me to use an Afrin spray for 4 days.....to see if I got relief.
In fact, I had the worst headache EVER.
But I am willing to pursue the sinus issue, and have an ENT appt in two weeks. I am not giving up, even though some days it feels like I want to.
Today was a sunny fall day, and I had one project that I have wanted to do for a while.
I wanted to get my chickens to clean up my garden.
Lois helped me, and we made a "tunnel" out of some pallets, and some leftover fencing.
Within 5 minutes, one of the buff girls squeezed out through the slats, so we had to cover the pallets with the fencing.
The garden got out of hand, as they sometimes do at the end of summer.
Here is where the tunnel opens into the garden.
The flock stayed in the tunnel for most of the day.
They weren't quite sure what to do with that big open space at the end of the tunnel.
A few of them did get about three feet into the garden, but they didn't stay long.
I read about a man in England, who had "chunnels" made from wire, all over his property, moving his chickens around, to "work the land".
I told the girls they weren't living for free, that they had to make better use of their time.
I explained that I would really like the garden to be cleaned up, sometime before Thanksgiving.
Which means that you need to work yourself out of the tunnel, at some point.
Are you listening???
Bart says, " I'll tell them, but first we have to make sure we eat every bug in this tunnel."