I nearly didn't open the envelope that arrived today, thinking it was junk mail. And then I read it 3 times because I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My neurologist -- the ONLY doctor (other than my GP) to take my complaints seriously after FORTY-FIVE YEARS -- is leaving the practice. And then I sat down and cried, because you know, it's all about me. How could he do this to me? He's wonderful! I adore him. He's been written up in our local paper because of his knack at finding diagnoses that slip by every other doctor. I just saw him a couple weeks ago, and he didn't say a thing about leaving.
I sent a quick message to him that he'll be missed and that I hope he'll change his mind or at the very least open a private practice. His response? His wife is seriously ill, and he needs to be at home to take care of her.
And then I cried for their family. Nothing like putting my minor MS problems in their proper place. Please send prayers for this good doctor and the wife whom he loves.