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Thanks Duke,Kim,Tom & Stan

That's what I thought Stan, I had to knock something loose.
But Doctor #58 Dr. G who does not deserve really to be called by a number, didn't think so. He was a VERY kind and caring man, he LISTENED to both me & John. He asked personal questions and made you feel like a human being and not a muffler at Midas.

To save him the trouble of lots of little tests, I leaned back on the reclining table put my hands to the side, and ripped into some drum rudiments/fills/solo lol
He was like whoa! then I smiled and said I can do that to a metronome as well... He said so you can play the drums, I said only when I can sit up, without tipping over,falling off the chair or in too much pain & stiffness & weakness.

The doc says how many instruments do you play and what kind of music do you write & play?
John "The Colonel Troutman" Daubert interjects and says, Oh that's not all he can do, don't even get me started lol.

For those who do not know, I have coined the phrase "Colonel Troutman" when referring to ANYBODY who promotes or talks you up, sells you.
He was the Colonel, from the Rambo movies played by actor Richard Crenna, All he did period, was pump up Rambo hype him up So by the time 5'5 Rambo showed up you were in ore and scared to death already

Sorry to say that Dr. G had NO diagnosis or answers for me. Not even another Doc he could think of too send me too.
He too felt a Neurological Degenerative Disease was at work, killing off my brain cells that cause these results to my body. Just like Parkinson's, Alzheimer's, MS, and those terrible things do. Doctor G is a specialist in Lou Gerhig's Disease so naturally he was able to rule that out. I LOVE Lou but was very happy to not to have anything to do with that kinda problem.

Looks like I'm going to be off to Bloomsburg Penn to follow up on the vestibular aspect of this, the balance trouble. Poor John who drags me all over the place... God Bless him & the nice man who cared about me yesterday. When I came home I found my Mom crying, my brother was rushed to the hospital for Congestive heart failure and kidney failure.

Boy where is the "good old days"?

Two last things
1.Try to make every healthy day a happy day, and never mind the nonsense that may surround you. Let it be part of tomorrows "Good Old Days"

2. John Daubert is awesome..