I had an appointment with the pdoc. He says to proceed with the Massachusetts plans. I told him I won't rest until I'm back on the soil of my home commonwealth. I told my father that it was what my shrink wanted (he doesn't know what pdoc means), and he saw it in a whole new light, as he told me to listen to what the doctor told me. My T even agrees to this. My mother needed a little bit of convincing, but I convinced her. So, I get on a Greyhound in the next couple of weeks(I won't fly even though I've done it in the past. Too afraid of plane crashes.) I'm pretty happy.