That band aid had gone bad....all gummy and ingrown....and I picked off the edges then tried to slap it down again....all in the name of long-term pain.

I believe that a phone call cancelling the next "appointment" which I am fairly sure T expects me to attend is the way to go

And just so you all know how much I am obsessing over this....there is the matter of what I should say.

How about Dr. xxxx I won't be returning.

Seems to kind of capture things, right?