I want to write but I honestly can’t form a coherent thought. I’m so damned tired both physically and emotionally. Marty still isn’t better. He says he feels as bad as ever but I think I see some improvement…maybe that’s just my wishful thinking. We are up to 3 doctors appointments (one with a neurologist) and counting for this migraine of Marty’s. Right now, I’m praying for a miraculous improvement over night. Please dear God let him feel better.