I am going to visit a new doctor today. This will be #30 as counted in this blog (but #32 actually, as I left out two in the initial count).
This guy -so far- seems a little bit different: First of all, he called me before the initial appointment, asked many questions about my condition and spoke to me at length. He asked me to send him copies of bloodwork and other tests for review before the appointment.
...and then ...THEN he said he thought he might be able to figure out the problem.
Most doctors just look at me -like I'm mental (although maybe he was doing that -hard to tell over the phone) and tell me to see ...someone else (doesn't matter who. ANYONE but them!)
But this guy... He said he had some ideas.
I kinda wish he hadn't said that.
Because now my old stalker: Hope, has been all over me like a rash.
Maybe this guy will be the one to make Hope finally go away?
Or maybe he will have the answer?
I feel right now this guy is my last shot. I know that probably isn't logical, but feelings seldom are.
I will let you know...