We are back to medical land today because I felt like beating my self over the head.
Why not.
I left one dermatologist office and followed my favorite physician assistant to his new job two miles away.
Little did I know that regulation steps in and ,for now, I can only see the physician in the practice because, surprise! The physician assistant MAY be taking my insurance by the end of the year. Happy birthday to me, huh?
Another two hours I had absolutely NOTHING (not) to do with. How anyone over 80 deals with this is beyond me. Kasia, in the meanwhile, can think of a thousand things to do.
thereisnosanityclause 