My girlfriend Tasha came into the shop today to ask a favor from me. He wanted me to accompany her to a dermatologist because she is experiencing breakouts on her face and scalp. She told me that maybe the cause of it is stress as she also has been dealing with her thesis defense for the past few months. She had been revising it for months and it was really taking her down with it. She is a Biology Major and she is pursuing to be a doctor specializing in cardiovascular diseases as her dad died of stroke because of hypertension. She had many regrets about now knowing a thing or two about her dad’s disease and now, she thinks that being a doctor, she can help people and increase awareness about it.
I asked Tasha the location of the clinic of the dermatologist and she told me that it is far. I asked about how far it is and told me that it’s like two hours away from here. Before I could say anything, she rushed to tell me that she’s one of the best dermatologists in the country and of course, I want the best for my girl. I didn’t have anything to say so I just smiled and ask her when we are going. She uttered that she will try to book an appointment later and she’ll update me as soon as she knows. Tasha also showed me her breakouts on her face and scalp. She told me that it is scalp acne and she doesn’t want those big, nodular acne to appear so she really wants a treatment as soon as possible.
Meanwhile, I told Jake, the shop’s consultant, that I might need to be absent for a day as I need to accompany Tasha to the dermatologist so he can clear up his schedule to be in the shop. I also reminded him about the tours and the payment process that the clients wanted. He asked if I am also getting a consult and my whole staff and Tasha cracked up. I told them that I’m not going to be near any of the doctors. I just don’t like what happened last time when my sister asked me to come along. This happened to me a few years ago. My sister was so desperate to have me accompany her because she is timid and coy. She wasn’t used to talking to other people that much. Our mom bailed on her as she was needed in her office, some corporate stuff that I didn’t have a clue. Anyway, my sister and I went for a consult and she let me talk to the dermatologist on her behalf, but apparently, I gave the doctor the notion that I was the one asking for the treatment and not my sister. The doctor almost made me go into their room for the treatment and my sister was so shy about telling the doctor that it was her for the consult and not me. I was mad at her for that, but now, looking back, it was really funny.