As you all know, I have been suffering from a mysterious medical conditon for well over a year now. It has been seven months since I last saw a doctor for it, so I decided to find a new urologist to get a fresh perspective.
My search was made surprisingly easy when I received a list of health care providers from my insurance company. I randomly chose a urologist in the valley.
My appointment was today. I was really nervous because these things usually involve some awkward moments. Strange enough, the doctor just talked to me. He looked over my history and is pretty sure he knows what is wrong. His guess? tuberculosis. That's right. . . TB. The same disease that claimed the lives of thousands of people in the 18 century. Just my luck, right? To be honest with you, I'm relieved. They still have more tests to run, but I really hope they have finally found out what is wrong. I'm ready to move on.