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After many days of searching for the right neurologist, a certain doctor’s name is mentioned several times. This is a good sign. Kind of like seeing a lot of cars parked outside a restaurant you have never been to and want to try. I call his office. I am told that if I were to see him in his actual office, there would be a bit of a wait. Then I am told if I see him in the “center”, I could see him in two days. Two days? Did I dial the right number? What doctor can see you in two days? And what is the “center”?

The center, I am told, is a brand-new facility that caters strictly to MS patients. Holy cow! I hit the jackpot! To add to my amazement, I am told the neurologist himself has MS. Who better to see? I feel like I am dreaming.

I immediately make an appointment, promise to bring my medical records and MRI images, and repeatedly and profusely thank the nurse on the other end. For the first time in many weeks, I am happy and feel hopeful.

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