Birth story replaced by rants and observations.

Rats! I had the birth story part three all written and typed. I wrote it, like, a week ago, but hadn't posted it yet. And now it appears that my computer has eaten it. Rats!

Instead, I'll make an observation. Yesterday, D had a doctor's appointment at 1:00. He didn't actually see the doctor until well past 2:00.

I put a cute photo here, so you would forgive me
my annoying rant.
The longest we were made to wait for an appointment in Scotland under the evil communist health care system (and wow, did we have a LOT of appointments in that 16-month-period) was about 15 minutes -- and that was ONCE, for a sick visit we scheduled on the same day. More often than not, the doctors or midwives actually called us back a few minutes early. If they were even one minute past the scheduled time, they apologized profusely.

I know it's not the fault of American doctors, but it is TOTALLY ANNOYING BECAUSE IT HAPPENS EVERY SINGLE TIME!!

Oh yeah, and I called for an appointment in March to see my dermatologist, and the earliest they could see me (for a weird mole that appeared, and I'm a natural
redhead who's had severe atypias and other precancerous moles before) was AUGUST 23. I asked to be on the cancellation list, and they were eventually able to fit me in on July 17, so at least I've got that going for me.

Anyway, don't talk to me about waiting lists. I should have just flown back to Scotland to get this mole looked at. It would have been cheaper, and I would have gotten it removed faster and sooner. And I would have gotten to go to the castle.

I know, I know, I should just move back and quit complaining ... can someone work on our visas, please?

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