I woke up that morning. Candace and I had waited for what seemed to be an epoch. Finally, we hopped in the car and headed to UVA hospital to meet with a neuroophthalmologist, get an MRI, and then meet with my neurosurgeon. We were going to get answers, at least that was the goal. First task, get dressed. It was 0-dark early in the morning and I … [Read more...]