“Call us if anything changes and you need to come in.”

Cue my call which lands in voicemail. Leave a message, wait for a call back.

“Our first available opening is the morning of May 7th.”

Thus begins my silent cussing but there’s nothing to do but make the appointment. This was followed by a call to my primary care doctor who fits me in later today.

Then the dermatologist’s office calls back. Except they think it’s the first call because their office management is honestly kind of crappy. And because I had my clicking-on-all-cylinders brain I ask to confirm that the first available appointment is May 7th.

Turns out they have an opening Wednesday.

Cue a verrrryyyyy deep breath which is the only thing keeping a massive blow up at bay. With minimal fussing I took the Wednesday appointment and called my primary doctor back. Which makes me the asshole who cancels an appointment less than three hours away.

Healthcare. What a joy.