Whenever I make a dermatologist appointment, my skin is god-awful. And by the time I actually HAVE the appointment, it's all clear. Like today. I know he thinks I'm lying. Probably thinks I just want the drugs. Which I do. But I
need them, doc. Swear.
This makes me laugh because I was complaining about the exact same thing. Then he looks you over and tells you he has no idea what you're talking about.
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