While I was driving to work this morning I started thinking about my Rheumatologist out at the Mayo Clinic. (He is "in charge" of my scleroderma treatment.)
Let me start by saying this: he is amazing.
I am a complete stranger to him and he wants nothing but to make me well again. He always returns my phone calls, and with him there are no 'stupid' concerns or questions. When I start crying in his office, there is concern on his face as he hands me the tissue box :) He actually cares about how I am feeling and whenever I speak to him or see him, I feel hopeful. That means so much to me. I am so greatful that his interests involve trying to find a cure for this disease. He is literally one in a million and I feel blessed to have him as my doctor.