First, Dr Atiq, whom I’d never met before, made me feel like a good friend.
Second, we talked.
I got to know him. He got to know me.
We both liked what we heard.
I’m at his mercy once the anesthesia kicks in. He knows it. I know it.
In a nutshell, I trust him implicitly.
Last night, driving home from the Doctor’s office, and listening to the radio, I got a little teary-eyed. Has this ever happened to you?
The right song at the right time.
The right place at the right time.
I met the most wonderful Gastroenterologist last night.
Tomorrow, you’ll find out why.