Throughout the rest of 1995 the headaches got worse and worse... I also began showing more symptoms of things not being,"Kosher", such as I began having more and more problems with my equilibreum.. The people around me even wondered if I had started drinking again... I was just thinking there was not a door wide enough for me to enter without bouncing from either one side or.. the other,lol

I had Quit smoking and coulnd't understand why I was getting shorter and shorter in breath.. I had a job where I played and interacted in many ways with adults and my strength seemed to be wanning, terribly...

The straw that broke the camel's back and got me thinking that I might ought to see a doctor was when I started having bladder problems and a couple of times I even had to put a towel around me to prevent other from seeing what I had done... This began occuring in early January of 96...Oh; I'm kinda.a prankster and if any of them had seen me with wet pants.. well.. lol... I was taking B.C. aspirin powders several times a ay for the headaches, but it was the bladder dysfuntiion that motivated me... Also I was beginning to use up all of my sick and vacation time being out of work, which was kinda.. unlike me...

I called the V.A. in mid January to make and appointment and the fellow answering the phone was a real jerk, which may have saved my life for I decided to make an appointment with my family doctor rather than deal with the V.A.,...

If I remember correctly, the appoinmet with the family doctor was the following Friday. I went in to his office and told him about what was going on and immediately he asked to check my eyes.. I believe that is the only thing he did and he then sent me to a local radiology clinic for a catskan...

I had a gay old time in there with the technician and when she said that I might get a queasy and warm feeling when she injected me with the dye.. I kinda joked and said:'Wow! Even more than I am.. What a trip", and I laughed and she gave a tecnician kinda giggle.. She was very friendly for sure :) After the scan was taken, she infomed me that she had to take the scan for the radiologist to read and for me to just rest on the table until she got back... I lay there thinking of what I could pull on her to shock.. her and get a chuckle...

After a few minutes, she came back and her deamenor had totally changed.. She was as pale as a ghost.. As she informed me that the radiologist really needed to speak with me for a minute, there was no humor in her face at all..

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