Thank you Whirly Anek
The internist was useless. He spent 10 minutes questioning my father about his MS symptoms. He then mis-diagnosed him as having primary-progressive MS (he doesn't, he has secondary-progressive MS) and told us there are no treatments for primary-progressive MS (therapeutic options for chronic-progressive MS, whether primary or secondary, are indeed limited--but we already knew that!) So that was a waste of time. But at least it was only a phone call and not a stressful and dangerous road trip to some far away clinic.
At least my father is improved from the UTI now. He's still on the antibiotic, but he feels and outwardly appears to be back to himself. I made him chicken fajitas last night, and he ate his pre-illness usual amount of food and was able to feed himself without making much mess.
The internist was useless. He spent 10 minutes questioning my father about his MS symptoms. He then mis-diagnosed him as having primary-progressive MS (he doesn't, he has secondary-progressive MS) and told us there are no treatments for primary-progressive MS (therapeutic options for chronic-progressive MS, whether primary or secondary, are indeed limited--but we already knew that!) So that was a waste of time. But at least it was only a phone call and not a stressful and dangerous road trip to some far away clinic.
At least my father is improved from the UTI now. He's still on the antibiotic, but he feels and outwardly appears to be back to himself. I made him chicken fajitas last night, and he ate his pre-illness usual amount of food and was able to feed himself without making much mess.
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