In the military before you see an M.D., you see what is called a P.A. (Physician's Assistant). They evaluate you and send you to the correct clinic if you need. Up until now, I have been ok with our PA, but today I fell in love with her! She took over an hour and a half. Everytime one of the specialist "can't help", she comes up with more encouragement and a new idea. Today, I walked into the clinic very depressed and defeated, feeling like we were pretty much at the end of the road and I was going to be like this for the rest of my life. She took her time, listen to me, watched me cry with tears in her eyes, and even called me by my name, my first name, while reassuring me. It kinda restored my faith in the army. There are still soldiers out there that are compassionate and helpful, caring and willing to fight for you. I had thought that I was the only one left that really felt like being a soldier was an honor. I guess not though.
So with all that said, my perfect pa said that she couldn't do anything. I know that it sounds crazy, but she said we wait. That after all the appointments stop, that is when we act and push, and fight like mad for something else to be done. Here is were we sit...waiting...again...but maybe with at least one person on our side.
(But don't let her know that I told you...she wouldn't want to lose her reputation!)
So glad that at least you know and can be confident that there are still options and still someone who wants to help. Hang in there and have a great week!!
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