(hum along if you know the tune....)
I went to the spine specialist this morning and got a VERY good report. If I can keep up the progress pace for the next six weeks I can be RELEASED and not be a candidate for surgery!
I got a special cushion to sit on that really helps, and orders to do exactly what is prescribed by my Physical Therapist and not MORE.
"hmmmm", I said, "what makes you think I'd do MORE?"
The very smart doctor rolled his eyes and said, "Right there on your forehead...
it says Type A, extremely competitive, does it not?"
Oh, I LIKE this doctor.
yes, indeed.
After knitting group (in which sock knitting progressed and birthdays were celebrated)
I had a consult with the doctor I've been trying to get the Boybird seen by for YEARS....
and boy, HOWDY....it was like being on HOUSE. He was smart, articulate, understood the
complexity of the symptoms and ranted at everybody about WHY my Boybird had not had all of these various tests that were so *obviously* called for....
He's on MY side!
As we were leaving the meeting, he shook my hand and assured me I was on the right track, and he had seen miraculous changes when angiomas were removed from the brain by the right, well trained surgeons...even though (he whispered conspiratorially) "many of my colleagues pooh-pooh the idea."
Oh yes, I've met many, MANY of those colleagues...sigh.
I drove happily to the FARM after that, and squealed over the robustness of the heirloom tomato plants and finished all of the evening chores.
"Everything's going my way...."
xox
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