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...]
So, we meet again Mr. Ultrasound wand…
DAMN IT… back to the room with painted ceiling tiles. So after round 2 of some serious boobie smashing, (which turned out A-OK I just have dense breast tissue, YEY! Win for the boobies!). Something that has been also been going over the past few months on is a little bit of head scratching from my other posse of doctors, as in my primary doctor … [Read more...]