At last! I received my copy of my neurologist’s letter to my doctor this morning. It’s two weeks to the day since I had my appointment with her, but I feel as though I’ve been waiting for this letter for much longer. As promised, the letter requests (very nicely) that I be prescribed exenatide, and recommends dosage, precautionary measures, and warns about potential side effects. I ring my doctor’s surgery to see if I can talk to him about it, but the surgery hasn’t yet received their copy, which is a bit of a bummer – I agree to phone back next Monday, when they should have received their copy of the letter and my doctor will have had a chance to read it. While I’m in a phoning mood, I phone the neurology department at the Norfolk and Norwich hospital to make an appointment – I want to be properly assessed on the Unified Parkinson’s Disease Rating Scale (UPDRS) at the beginning of my treatment with exenatide so that I can be reassessed in 12 month’s time to see if my Parkinson’s Disease has progressed. I manage to get an appointment at the end of July, which isn’t great but is better than nothing.
I’m fighting sleep again this afternoon, so fight it off by practicing some guitar and taking the dog for her walk. My wife and I are babysitting for our youngest granddaughter this evening, so I leave the house around 4.30pm to drive over to Hevingham, stopping at Tesco in Aylsham (to buy some beer and nibbles) on the way.