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i can live with it, until it kills me

A week or so ago, I called my gastroenterologist to make an appointment to see him, per my doctor’s instructions. The person I spoke with insisted I was her next call. Right. Anyway, she said they had an opening next Wednesday, but I couldn’t take that one because one of my coworkers had surgery last week and is out until Monday after next. The next available appointment isn’t until March 28th.

So that means that, assuming no cancellations, I have to live with this for another month-plus.

I can’t tell if I’m mad or just scared.