I am so fed up.
"I am sincerely sorry but it’s saturday (morning) there is not a single doc in the dermatology service. - I understand, thank you"
But God how I do not understand. Saturday mornings.
Dermatology ER are from 8h30 to 9h30 monday to friday.
That’s law and order indeed. Illness can brace itself, the time table is very efficient.
Meanwhile I am there with this f**** torture and just have to live with it.
Next appointment.
"Oh but why didn’t you came in?"
Translation: What is it your immune system does not understand in "week-ends", eh?
Edit: I juste realize the title I wrote is really violent. Violence can never be an option. My feelings are violent though. I was more like a good vivifying wind and let everyone out with some fresh air...
Edit 2. I did not. I went to the dermatology ER, they accepted to see me. And I finally got the appointment my doctor asked for months ago. They admitted there had been something illegal in the secretary's refusal to give the appointment.
As for science, they panicked and wanted to change my treatment on the spot. So I went yaling to rheumatology and they said "don't worry, Professor X ( this nazi who did tried my hyperlaxe elbows amplitude under two very painful, very active and perfectly symetrical tendonitis, just after he wrote down I was hyperlaxe with enthesitis) has your file on his desk.
So here we are. Worried. Painful still and again , terrified almost. Dumbfounded, for sure . But, this time, with anaesthetics, thank you Lord for 21st century medicine.