Sometimes you just have to get a little pissed off...

Ever since my sister became a nurse, I have had a healthy respect for the people working in the medical profession. Okay, there are still the arrogant “I am the greatest person who as ever walked the face of the earth” doctors, but I have learned to deal with that segment of the species. Over all, I have had extremely good luck with the doctors who have come my way.

Moreover, I agree wholeheartedly with the advice I have been getting from the people who have gone though the transplant process. They tell me to go along with what they have to say. You can see some of their stories over at http://transplantcafe.com.

I think a lot of that has to do with my sister recommending Dr. Rajesh Sharma. This good man was able to diagnose, correctly, my lung condition within a two-month period. I had a pulmonary star that assuaged my fears by telling me it was just Asthma and that I had a bad case. He did warn me that I would probably need a lung transplant sometime down the road. But ten years under his care was at best, treading water and at worse, wasting my time, as far as I can see.

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The next installment of my Blog

I'm off to that city withing a city called the Cleveland Clinic in order to get a mess of tests...