I agreed to everything he asked. I was curious to know what his opinion was on the situation and the more I understood about the illness inside of me, the better. The nurse who took my blood flirted with me. I left feeling a little hopeful. This doctor was going to try and get me some answers and I tried not to be too excited. I was still going to live like I was running out of time and until I was given a different opinion, I wouldn't live up to false hope.