Sitting in the waiting room. I’m here to see a brand new Rheumatologist. A woman. I have never been totally happy with my care when it comes to my chronic problems. Not one of them has ever seemed to really grab a hold of my illness and actually be proactive about it. I want a doctor who thinks about my symptoms as a whole and I hear this woman does. Let’s hope. I’m psyching myself up here in this gray waiting room. It’s always hard telling my story from the beginning. Exhausting, really.