Dr. Wardak

Another Monday, another trip to downtown.

Radiation Oncologist was the one thing

Dr. Cole didn't want to scrimp on.

She didn't want some "Joe Schmo with a 100 year-old machine" working on my brain.

When you put it like that, I'll make an exception.  

I do like this place.

I love the free valet for patients.

I love the amazing check-in girl, who I bonded with and we made each other laugh.

I love that my BP was down to 104/72, after being around 130/80 something.

I like Dr. Wardak.  He's young.  He's a little cocky.  He reminds me of Dr. Boutros, in that he seems to have a right to act that way because he knows what he's doing.  No "Joe Schmo" here.

He also had a resident shadowing him.  That says, to me, that you're good enough to have someone learn from your work.  

I didn't get many photos.  

Just my sad brain face.  

There's a small arrow in the middle, right about the "sad mouth"

that points to a small spot they are talking about.  

There's also some spots on this slide.

Dr. W thinks that these are probably the same ones described in my chart.

We won't know for sure until----you guessed it.

We get the previous images with which to compare.