The next morning my foot was still tingly but I could put some weight on my leg. After the kids went to school a friend came to the door and I went downstairs to answer it. As I was telling her what happened I could feel my foot getting a bit heavy and I couldn’t move my toes any more. I had to use my arms to get up the stairs and knew it was getting worse. My husband drove me to the Chiropractor. He had to help me into the office but the Chiropractor worked his magic again and I was able to limp when he was finished. However, he was very concerned and told us to go straight to the hospital to get a second opinion. He stressed that we needed to demand that tests be done because what I was experiencing was not normal.
Not expecting much, my husband took me straight to Royal Columbian Hospital. There was a long wait and we knew it would take hours. We contemplated leaving because my leg seemed fine and I didn’t think they would even get to me since there appeared to be nothing wrong. Despite our skepticism, we stayed.
A few hours later I was unable to move my leg or wiggle my toes. After about 4 hours we saw a hospitalist who did several reflex tests and said this was “both confusing and concerning”. He immediately referred me to a neurologist.
After another 2 hours in Emergency, the neurologist came and did every reflex test he could think of. It was very interesting because my leg did everything it was supposed to on its own but I had no control over it. I couldn’t move my toes, but I could feel them.
The neurologist was concerned about my safety without the use of my leg and asked me to stay in the hospital. We had a big weekend ahead and I just wanted to go home. I promised I would do nothing at home and that my husband would take care of me so he discharged me and put in a request for an MRI. He said to expect a call over the next few days to schedule an appointment so he could rule out anything serious such as Multiple Sclerosis.
I returned home and continued taking Tylenol. We hosted a surprise birthday party on Saturday for my husband’s Aunty and a work BBQ on Sunday so I had lots of distractions.
On Saturday morning around 4am I woke up and was able to move my foot again. It was still tingly but otherwise normal like before. Throughout the day I had mobility but it seemed to get worse as the day went on.
That night I was rubbing my left foot and all of a sudden there was a bit of a crack and then the tingling just stopped. Almost instantly my foot had full motion. It was the craziest thing. I figured I cured myself!
Everything returned back to normal and Sunday was a great day. I also remembered not to eat and drove myself to the lab to get a ton of blood work done on Sunday morning.