In pharmacy school I was taught to look at the numbers. Look at a patient’s temperature, blood pressure, blood glucose, A1C. Look at their white blood cell count, their potassium and on. As a parent, we encountered chronic disease and still I always looked to the numbers. The numbers told me if we were good or if we had something to deal with.
Now I am faced with the numbers of the Montreal Cognitive test. This number gives me an idea of how much Joe has slipped. Normal on this test is between 26-30.
The first day we went to the Neurologist I really want to believe we didn’t belong there. I came out realizing it was worse than I knew. Our first visit Joe scored a 22. A year and a half later he scored a 16.
The day after tomorrow we are going and they are once again redoing the test. As learned, I will look to the numbers. That said, my anxiety level is high. What will the number say? Has he slipped more than I think? What will the next year bring?
Liz told me this morning to not worry about it till Wednesday. But I am in fear or the answer because as I have been trained, the number doesn’t lie