{"id":34,"date":"2020-07-15T10:23:53","date_gmt":"2020-07-15T08:23:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/?p=34"},"modified":"2026-04-15T07:08:54","modified_gmt":"2026-04-15T07:08:54","slug":"just-google-it-daahling","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ramblingrabbit.co.za\/di\/2020\/07\/15\/just-google-it-daahling\/","title":{"rendered":"Just GOOGLE it Darling&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">I am sitting this morning \u2013&nbsp; already afternoon actually (f*@k I need to get up!) \u2013 thinking. And I don\u2019t think much nowadays, so I guess I should embrace it, and start typing! This pensive state, all started when I received my neurological report this morning. I have to hand one in every year, as part of my medical review (different story for a different day). I read through it, because, hey, sometimes I wonder what it says, and whether that haemorrhage has magically closed up and vanished! The report went something like this: Yada, yada, yada,\u2026<em>accident<\/em>\u2026<em>damage<\/em>\u2026blah, blah, blah\u2026 <em>smoker<\/em>\u2026<em>children<\/em>\u2026<em>memory<\/em>\u2026 etc. etc. etc.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Ahhh\u2026finally, the conclusion!! That is what I was looking for\u2026let\u2019s see\u2026<em>Gliosis <\/em>with <em>Hemosiderin<\/em> (just glorified medical slang for dried blood\ud83d\ude44) and a new word? <em>Atrophy <\/em>is quite notable in the frontal lobe.&nbsp; I hate medical jargon and vocabulary. Just say it in English! What does atrophy mean? If this is common knowledge, I do apologise, English is not my mother tongue, so it might be that I am illiterate.&nbsp;<strong><span class=\"has-inline-color has-vivid-cyan-blue-color\">G<\/span><span class=\"has-inline-color has-vivid-red-color\">O<\/span><span class=\"has-inline-color has-luminous-vivid-amber-color\">O<\/span><span class=\"has-inline-color has-vivid-cyan-blue-color\">G<\/span><span class=\"has-inline-color has-vivid-green-cyan-color\">L<\/span><span class=\"has-inline-color has-vivid-red-color\">E<\/span>!<\/strong> Of course! Google is always there to translate, explain, diagnose and just knows everything about&#8230;well everything!&nbsp;<em>Atrophy <\/em>is shrinking BTW. The neurologist could just have said so! Normal English!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">So, let us ask Dr <strong><strong><strong><span class=\"has-inline-color has-vivid-cyan-blue-color\">G<\/span><\/strong><span class=\"has-inline-color has-vivid-red-color\">O<\/span><span class=\"has-inline-color has-luminous-vivid-amber-color\">O<\/span><span class=\"has-inline-color has-vivid-cyan-blue-color\">G<\/span><span class=\"has-inline-color has-vivid-green-cyan-color\">L<\/span><span class=\"has-inline-color has-vivid-red-color\">E<\/span><\/strong><\/strong> what  this &#8216;noticeable shrinking of the frontal lobe&#8217; mean exactly. I supply enough details, like my age, female and of course, the brain injury. Atrophy in the frontal lobe is associated with FLD \u2013 Frontal Lobe Dementia \u2013 and is a bit different than vascular dementia or Alzheimer\u2019s.&nbsp;Let&#8217;s see, there are 10 tell-tale symptoms according to the majority sites I found \u2013 of which I only have 8&#8230; I remind myself, trying to keep my composure. I failed to get anything else from Google, other than, that generally there is a small percentage of atrophy, after the age of 65 and it is a natural part of aging.&nbsp;I am 44 now and this atrophy started showing up a year ago already!&nbsp;OMW! I know I&#8217;m getting old but seriously??? I do not even look close to 50 (I think?)&nbsp;I have to mention that a search suggestion kept popping up, at the bottom of all my Google searches. <span class=\"has-inline-color has-vivid-cyan-blue-color\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">Frontal lobe atrophy life expectancy<\/span><\/span>. So, I searched it\u2026obviously! Life expectancy after diagnosis is 8 years\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">And then it happened&#8230; You know&#8230; what is the word for a person Googling symptoms and then convincing themselves they are going to die? Well, that happened to me.&nbsp; And that&#8217;s when the thinking started. After a shi*tload of thinking, beginning with &#8216;<em>This is the end&#8217;<\/em> all the way to imagining my funeral and writing my eulogy&#8230; Don&#8217;t worry, I am not a meisie and after a cup of coffee and lots of thinking, I am feeling calm again. It&#8217;s clear, you see? I only have 8 out of the 10 symptoms, AND, I have not been diagnosed.&nbsp;All searches clearly states you can expect to live 8 years <em><strong>after <\/strong><\/em>diagnosis <em>and<\/em> when displaying <em>all 10 symptoms<\/em>! Obviously my neurologist mentioned it in the report because 1) it is noticeable and 2)as a reminder to check for any changes next year. I guess, I don\u2019t have anything more to say about this\u2026just that I learned a new word and got a little bit more useless information to forget in future\ud83d\ude01<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">In the end\u2026. It is what it is\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-normal-font-size wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am sitting this morning \u2013&nbsp; already afternoon actually (f*@k I need to get up!) \u2013 thinking. And I don\u2019t think much nowadays, so I guess I should embrace it, and start typing! This pensive state, all started when I received my neurological report this morning. 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