Well I don't know if I feel like a football or a hot potato? I've been handed off again.
Dr John (good looking) Liveringhouse has, in the fashion of Dr Sherry Billups and Dr Mark Colliton, thrown up his hands and yelled, "NOT IT!" I'm maxed out on stomach meds and he's at a loss so I'm shufflin', being shuffled, off to Our Mother of Marble, Mayo Clinic. Oh to be so complicated!
Well that will be me waiting for another call and then trying to sort out how, where and when this visit is going to fit into the grand scheme of two other appointments and a "maybe" surgery.
In the meantime keep your eyes on the ball.
Peace,
Karen
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