My heart is broken. My neuro left me. Well, not just me, the hospital he was with. He's gone into research, I told him to call me if he finds a cure.

We had years together but doctors leave (like they have their own lives or something!). If a problem came up he answered my e-mail within 24 hours, usually sooner. He never pretended he was going to cure me of PP but helped any problems I got. I have a new doctor, sure she's very capable (from NIH, now with Johns Hopkins (I'm very close to Baltimore) but I'll be 60 this year, I don't see much happening. I'm either plateauing or something, swear I pee less and (knock wood) haven't had UTI's in years. Used to get them a lot, had one I called UTI from Hell. Now although in a chair, not always sure if it's age or MS affecting me. But who knows what will happen tomorrow? Always waiting for the other shoe to drop.