I feel like crap

I made it to the neurologist this morning, he had me walk, touch my finger to my nose and stuff like that, which I did fine on, but when he pricked me with the needle I felt it way more on the top half of my body then my hips and legs, the same thing when he tested cold against my feet legs and arms. He's sending me for an MRI of my head and back. I'm not sure how I'm going to handle being on my back for long anytime in the near future until my tailbone heals. He also wants some blood work done, oh joy, I will have bruises all over my arms and hands, since they never can get it on the first or second try. I wanted to punch him when he was checking my reflexes on my knees, where they are bruised and scrapped up from my fall on Friday night. After my appointment, I went to Michael's to get some paint to work on something for school, I thought I was going to be sick, and the energy was draining out of me, but I needed to go to Target for a few things so I pushed myself, not a great idea, by the time I made it into Target, my legs were shaking. But I pushed on to get what I needed, only they didn't have any of the cleaning stuff I need, I got Joseph's deodorant, but then tried to get my hair spray they didn't have that either, geez. What a freaking waste of time. I wanted to look for a donut thing to sit on, but really the thought of walking around more made me more sick to my stomach. Pat is off today, he took Joseph out of school at 10:30 and took him to his scout master's father's funeral. I am very glad he is off, not only because I don't feel good, but I don't do funerals well, I know I'll have to get over this fear I have someday, but not right now. Hopefully Pat can take the girls to dance for me too, I want to go back to bed now.