It's called an ambulatory EEG, bitches

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Doesn't this look like fun? It's just like a regular EEG, except instead of hooking me up to a machine and making me lay there for an hour, hoping to catch one of my myoclonic spasms in person, they hook the machine up to me, and send me off to live my life for 48 hours. Or at least as much of it as I can manage while looking like I escaped from a hospital.

Once they had the wires in, they went ahead and did the regular series of challenges, like flashing strobe lights right in my eyes. This successfully caused some seizing, which is a first since all other recent challenges have been successfully medicated, but not surprising since twitches-despite-medication are the whole reason I'm in their office. The EEG tech couldn't tell me anything, of course, but she was already making hints about "sometimes they don't always make you do the full 48 hours," and wants me to call her tomorrow to let her know how it's going, which to me says, "Oh yeah, we definitely already got what we needed, I just have to give the results to the doctor before they can officially cut this 2-day nonsense off early."

On the one hand, everything itches. But on the other hand, I get to smell like electrode super glue. So, you know. Pros and cons.