D-Day

Tomorrow is D-Day - Dermatologist Day.

At least I hope so.

I called the dermatologist's office today to confirm the time of my appointment tomorrow, then asked to make sure they had the referral from my primary doctor, who was supposed to "send it electronically".

They didn't have my referral.

I called my primary doctor's office three weeks ago! Of course, right away, they were all, "we need to see you here first", and I'm like "Look, I came to see you about my rosacea and stuff three years ago and there was nothing you could do for me. You even gave me a referral then to this dermatologist". And of course she's like, "Well, if there's a problem, we'll call".

Three weeks later, no call. But there's also no referral sitting at my dermatologist's office.

So I called my primary doctor's office today. Get this - THEY'RE CLOSED! Apparently they're not open Wednesday afternoons. What the hell? Who the hell takes off Wednesday afternoons? And of course, there's no hours on their fancy-schmancy voicemail system - just, "Thank you for calling Fleetwood Medical Associates, our office is closed. If this is an emergency...." blah blah blah. That's it. No hours. No "We will reopen tomorrow at 8", nothing. So here I'm sitting, wondering if I'm even going to be able to see the dermatologist tomorrow.

There's going to be a HUGE can of whopass opened if they can't send that referral. I've waited almost 5 MONTHS to get in to see this guy, not to mention - no phone call to tell me there's a problem! Not like I have enough motherfucking stress wondering if I have skin cancer or just bumps from rosacea, but let's make me think I'm going to have to wait another 5 months to get an appointment.

Of course, they could just be waiting until the last minute to send it in. Bastards.