Although it was still morning when the ambulance picked me up, so much time had gone by with the examinations that it was almost evening when I was finally in my hospital bed. The first visiting hours I had there were between 7pm and 8pm that very night. My mother in law, my girlfriend and my son came to see me.
Just as they were visiting the female neurologist, who I will call Mary, came visiting me in my room. She said: "My doubts are too strong, I'm going to put you through the entire GBS test procedure, starting tomorrow". I was so relieved. Of course I didn't want to be diagnosed with GBS, but if I did have it, it was best to have it properly diagnosed as soon as possible.
Mary explained to me that the GBS test procedure mainly consisted from excluding every possible other cause that could give the same symptoms, finally doing a epidural (or lumbar puncture) where GBS should be clearly visible. I wasn't looking forward to all these examinations, but something had to happen.
I had a very restless night, because the elderly woman next to me went for a smoke early in the evening, fell from her walker, broke her arm, but since she had suffered a stroke and was given blood thinners, they couldn't operate her. So she was screaming and moaning from pain all night. Incredibly sad, but not very well for my rest.
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