Who put that cell phone in my bra?

OK, I've had the phantom cell phone vibrate attached to my waist.  In fact, it was my first awareness something was weird and wrong.  A couple of weeks ago, it was in my shoe for a few brief moments.  Today it's in my bra.  Yeah, the front part.

I've had that on and off for very short periods over several years.  Maybe even back to 1994 or so.  Or maye it's hormonal and always has been.  But it's always been on the left only.  Most of my paresthesias are on the left side. Nothing much else going on.  I've had my CPAP for two weeks, and I feel a little less sleepy at work.

[Quixotic1]

That must take your mind off your troubles!

When I was in practice I often wore a padded bra (being very small-bosomed) that opened in front.  One day while being interviewed by two yuppie parents (who were all dressed up and VERY professional) I reached across myself to pick something up and inadvertently unhooked my bra.  I then had to maintain my composure helplessly as my poor "breasts" slowly migrated out to under my arms.  I always hoped they had not noticed.

I'm glad the CPAP is helping some.  You sound like you are second guessing yourself, though.  You doing okay?

Quix

[jensequitur]

Reminds me of the story about the woman who tried to smuggle in snakes through Customs... in her bra.  The snakes were warm, and started wiggling around, and a customs agent happened to notice that her bosum was... writhing...  Eeep!

The buzz is always weird.  It's never been constant, but comes and goes with pressure.  I've tried to describe it to my hubby, but he's still not sure what I mean.  He tried to tell me he was buzzing, but with questioning, I ascertained that he meant he was having fasciculations.  Which can also be weird, but it's definitely different - one is a muscle movement, and the other is paresthesia.

[hbananas]

I've never completely bought the TM diagnosis, so I'm second guessing the docs.  That said, unless he boots me out the door (he won't, because he also has general neurologists in his practice and he's my sleep doctor) he'll catch it if and when it turns into MS.  It's weird.  At my first appointment, he told me "You don't strictly fit the McDonald criteria.  We don't have dissemination in time."  But since my most recent MRIs don't have any brain lesions, and because just having the same old paresthesias come and go doesn't mean separate attacks, and especially because of all the negative tests, he agrees with my prior neuro it's TM.

It seems to me that if only 1-5 people per million per year get TM, then maybe 1500 people in the US come down with it annually.  If there are 15,000 neurologists in the US (there were 14,000 in 1990-something), then each one would only see a case every 10 years.  You'd think they'd be calling their buddies in, "hey, look what I found!".  And my small discrete spinal lesions are not long enough or even transverse enough to be typical.

I called to make an appointment with the sleep nurse practitioner for a six-week follow up, and the scheduler said "Oh, I see you have an appointment with Bob around that time.  Since you have MS, he'll just take care of it, and you don't need to see Suzy."  Since Bob's the MS nurse-practitioner, and since I'm also having another MS Functional Composite from the shrink that day, she probably just made that assumption.  On the other hand...... why AM I having another MSFC?  They're watching pretty close.

I'm doing fine, just the usual nuisance stuff.  I get to go back to my seasonal government job next month and make a little better money, and I hope it'll become permanent this year.  I'd really like to be on their health insurance instead of my husband's expensive stuff.

[Jason732]

I have that feeling too and I hate it. I've always worn shirts that have a breast pocket and I put my cell phone there so it's easy to grab. There have been countless times that I've caught myself pawing at my upper-left chest to grab a cell phone that isn't there. It's aggravating to say the least. I also get it in my thighs and hips, but to a lesser degree.