I've walked a mile in your moccacins

It's been a couple of days since I've written, because I went to three doctors, in two days! I am physically wiped out! We have the go ahead, though. Well, sort of. I have to have all my blood work done before the official "go ahead", and I have to have that at the hospital, because, my GP doesn't do some of the tests, and some of them have to be done early in the morning before I have anything to eat. Isn't that funny? I can go in at three or four in the afternoon, when I get up! I decided to stop seeing one of my doctors. He is a psychologist with a masters degree in pain management. He told me that since Drew died over six months ago, my life should be back to normal by now! That there was something wrong with me, because I haven't accepted his death, and gone on with my life! You can't fully understand what someone is going through, unless "you have walked a mile in their moccasins". That's the main reason I like talking to people that truly have FS. You understand, and I understand you!
Later guys -- Debby