2nd opinion at Emory Hospital

Mom drove me down to Emory this morning, and it will be a morning I will never forget. She parked the car in the deck, and we tried twice to start walking the distance to the elevators. I was not feeling well, and so each time we got back in the car to rest a bit. She drove closer to the elevators, and was going to let me out while she parked again. Well, all of a sudden... this nerve attack hit me over my entire body. It was so severe that I thought I was about to be paralyzed, and my next thought was that I was about to die. I was holding onto a concrete wall, trying not to fall, when there appeared a voice in my ear and an arm around my waist. I was crying and trembling and shaking, and I could barely walk. The young man helped me walk to the car, and all the while, he kept repeating in my ear... "You're ok. I've got you. I wont let you fall. I'm right here." He was an angel sent from God. That was the worst attack so far since these symptoms started. Finally, we got the bright idea to valet park, and Mom was able to score a wheelchair. The doctor spent an hour with me. He agreed with everything Dr Kiely has been doing thus far. This guy is a long-time professor at the university, and he was so helpful and informative. He said not to worry about the "attacks" I've been having, as its just the nerves talking to me. It means they are irritated. Rafael and I have been thinking it was a bad thing, so at least that was clarified. I was so tired when I got home that I took a huge nap. Had to cancel dinner plans with Rafael and his Mom. My phone has not been working this evening, so I'm hoping to see them tomorrow before she leaves town. I miss her, as much as I miss her son.