It's a relief!!
The doc played with me, though :^). He came in and stood over my bed looking down at me but wouldn't say anything. I was dying inside!!! He stretched it out until I was about ready to rise up and shake him, then told me that it all was OK.
Maybe doctors just have to play sometimes; they have to deliver bad news often enough that good news must seem rare.
It would be impossible for me to tell you how much I appreciated your support!!!!! And that of Jack and Gerard!!!!
In faith, Dave
Wise men still seek him.