More on Mohr

Gilly was not able to have his calves checked at our doctor's office today. Our physician's replacement (until later in March) says he cannot do this test in his office. Gilly refused to go to emergency, and said they felt fine. We debated for quite a while, but the man won, simply because I had to get to work and couldn't fight any longer! I turned to him a moment ago and asked, "How are your calves now?" He said, "Perfect. My balance is s--t, but my calves are perfect." Incorrigible, sometimes! Reminds me of my dad.

I asked that Jerry and Gilly call Dr. Mohr's office today to ask (for a second time) to have the reports sent to us (pathology, and so on; we have only the MRI CD and report). When they called, Dr. Mohr asked that Gilly come in this Thursday at 11:30 (which works out well, because Thursday is the only day I do not absolutely need to be at the college). So I'm really anxious to know what the meeting will be about exactly. We're hoping for action on the 'treatment' end, and I am holding my breath that no other news comes forth that we haven't already been told; no surprises, if you know what I mean.

In the meantime, many friends and family are busy knocking on the doors of other experts in this field for their professional opinions.

News on the Gilly front never ceases. Each day I think, "What news will I report on today?" and lo and behold, news just happens as time evolves.