The doctor I'm going to see is the guy who operated on my ingrown toenail when I first moved back home. He was amazingly calm and nice about the whole thing. Didn't lecture me or anything, just did what had to be done, and got covered in a hell of a lot of blood when it came to it. So I'm hoping for more of the same. Though he has been in Portland nearly two years longer since then. He might be jaded and bitter from all of it. I hope not.