That is what I am feeling today. I learned yesterday at my birthday dinner that my Primary Care Physician died Monday in a motorcycle accident and I am devistated. I really respected this man. He is the one that wanted to call a horse a zebra, be proactive with my headaches and get me a MRI. He is the one that diagnosed my Chiari. Without him I could still be searching.
I am so sad. He was so young. 49! Last month he would have turned 50. Right before Christmas. WHY!?!?! I feel so blessed that I saw him just a couple of days before Thanksgiving.
You will be missed Dr. Welch. Forever riding your Harley in the sky with those piercing blue eyes. You were wise and will be missed!!
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