Accomplished. Made the appointment AND saw the doctor, all in the same day. Warding off (hopefully) melanoma for at least one more year. She did a biopsy on one suspicious little bugger.
She also slapped my tush. Twice. Really.
The first time it happened, I was a little startled. the second time, I laughed out of sheer disbelief.
She asked me to stand so she could take a look at the backs of my legs. then, with two hands she slapped the top of my tush. Then she did it again, and said " I don't know how you wear these things". These "things" would be my thong. My response (beyond laughter) was that I would not have worn it had I known I was coming in for an appointment.
I know of no medical reason that would require a dermatologist to slap my tush. Needless to say, this is quite possibly one of the oddest experiences I have ever had at a doctor's office.
I think I'll look for a new dermatologist with less of a desire to "give me some skin".
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