Bad News
I saw the neurologist yesterday. She did not order any additional exams (EMG, MEP, ...) but she took note of my previous two EMG, my MRI scans, and then she observed my gait, checked my reflexes and sensory responses allover my body.
This allowed her to spot UMN damage (majorated brisk reflexes on my left side, and spastic (rigid) movement of my left leg while walking.
As a result, she said that at this stage ALS is what best explains my symptoms. She's having me start Riluzole and will see me again in three months.
In the meantime, I should start light physical therapy with no strength or resistance training. Apparently, I can keep cycling but at a moderate exertion level (it should not be exhausting). After I asked for it, she also took samples for a genetic test and neurofilament dosage.
I am not sure if I this makes me a PALS yet, but in either case, it was a cold shower that I am still processing.
I am hoping that I can be in the few percent that can live longer with this fucking disease. My uncle was diagnosed at 65 and died at 67. I am 48, so I am hoping I can live at least a bit longer based on the fact that my symptoms do not seem to have progressed significantly since December.
I saw the neurologist yesterday. She did not order any additional exams (EMG, MEP, ...) but she took note of my previous two EMG, my MRI scans, and then she observed my gait, checked my reflexes and sensory responses allover my body.
This allowed her to spot UMN damage (majorated brisk reflexes on my left side, and spastic (rigid) movement of my left leg while walking.
As a result, she said that at this stage ALS is what best explains my symptoms. She's having me start Riluzole and will see me again in three months.
In the meantime, I should start light physical therapy with no strength or resistance training. Apparently, I can keep cycling but at a moderate exertion level (it should not be exhausting). After I asked for it, she also took samples for a genetic test and neurofilament dosage.
I am not sure if I this makes me a PALS yet, but in either case, it was a cold shower that I am still processing.
I am hoping that I can be in the few percent that can live longer with this fucking disease. My uncle was diagnosed at 65 and died at 67. I am 48, so I am hoping I can live at least a bit longer based on the fact that my symptoms do not seem to have progressed significantly since December.