Tomorrow is the big Stanford Hospital appointment for my mom. I'm so nervous. What if I hear those damn words again..."sorry, we can't help you?" I keep praying to find that special doctor or medical professional who will think outside the box and help my mom. Obviously what she has is something rare. I hope that we will find that person in Stanford. This is probably our last hope.
I'll tell you what pisses me off about healthcare here in the United States. Why does it take so damn long to get the test results back? Last week, my husband, still in Honduras, was not feeling well. He got his blood drawn Monday morning, and by the late afternoon, he had gotten the results back! When my mom takes a blood test, it's not back for at least a week. In the meantine, we're waiting anxiously and she's suffering.
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