After all these months, all this nonsense I received a call from Mayo Clinic yesterday - I'm being taken as a patient. I even have my own little computer/patient number which I have to memorize (okay, not lose) for when I call. So from now on I'm known as 9200011111 or something like that. I'll have to check it out. The appointment isn't until March 20th, but I've been asked to call twice weekly for any cancellations. They would like to see me sooner than that. I'll call Tuesday's & Thursday for cancellations. husband is breathing a sigh of relief, as is neuro doctor, opthalmolgist, rheumatologist & my GP. I'm hopeful that the prednisone is going away soon - I'm into a serious mood swing stage now. After working almost 20 long years on our marriage, the mood swings make take it down. Not! Poor husband - not poor husband. He's doing no more than I have in the past. Deal with it, man! I informed husband that I didn't want to know that I'm overemotional - just let me know when to take my ativan to even things out. husband told me that I was a "bit" emotional the other night & I cried for 3 straight hours; just couldn't stop. Geez. Ooops off track - it's good news. Going to Mayo. Couldn't have happended to a more worthy, humble & on the edge person.