Tuesday was a hell of a day for Daddy as his Docs couldn't agree on who should order the tests that he needs to have done.
But, this morning, the nice lady at the Neurologist, a woman who loves cats, remembered talking with Daddy about this blog, and him giving her my card.
It seems my dashing, and rogueish, good looks, and the quality of this blog helped her realize that Daddy deserved whatever help she could give to sort things out, and get things moving along in the right direction.
As I told Daddy when he told me all this...
Trust in the Pussy, Lu...I mean, Daddy... ;-D
So now Daddy has his MRI set for very early Friday morning, and the cardiac Work-up will be set up ASAP after.
Once the tests are done Daddy will meet with the Neurologist again to go over the results in detail so he can understand them, and learn what he needs to get his primary Doc to have him do next.
Never underestimate the Power of the Pussy, hee, hee! ;-D