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I've been waiting...somewhat patiently...for Trevy's Dr. Neuro. The same Dr. Neuro that we're over the moon for. To send Trevor's PET scan results to Dr. RockStar. In Detroit.



I've been emailed that it will happen.



We spoke face to face. And was told it was happening.


Went home from the hosptial. A bit destroyed by the EEG news. It's a mess. But optimistic for Dr. RockStar's eyes to check out the scan.


It's been a looooong day. Dentist in the am. Easter Bunny (what was I thinking) in the afternoon-m. And 2 hours of baseball practice in the pm. Lookin' forward to freezing my bloomin' tushie off! Makes me feel SO Americana...


Somewhere in between the Dentist & the Easter Bunny...Dr. Neuro left a message. Which basically informed me that she was working on sending a package to Dr. RockStar. Soon! But after reviewing the PET again...the left sided abnormalities were unimpressive.



Which I'm fine with. Honest.


Just send the bloody scan to Detroit already. Cause I'm really more interested in what Dr. RockStar thinks.


But I still love ya'!


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Shanna Grimes said…
give us some good news, dr. rockstar!
April 8, 2009 at 6:13 PM
Melanie said…
Hope you get some good news from the Rockstar. Tell that other dr. neuro to hurry up! We're impatient!
April 8, 2009 at 9:40 PM
blogzilly said…
I like your nickname for him. That's cool.

The waiting is torture, they need to get off their butts and mail the stuff to him for review already.
April 9, 2009 at 5:22 AM
Holli said…
Man, man...waiting is killer! I can't even imagine the anticipation! I'M anxious waiting to hear what he has to say...you must be on pins and needles! I'll bet one thing though...HE will not make you wait once he gets it. He's soooo quick! The whole clinic is super efficient..
April 9, 2009 at 11:35 AM
Danielle said…
Thanks guys...

Still no word. I'd just mail him a cd scan...except he specifically requested an email. And since he's already donating his time for us...I feel strongly that it needs to be in the format he requested.

If it's not done soon though...I may be making a trip in person to see what the hold up is...

...danielle
April 9, 2009 at 3:53 PM
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