Your new doctor agreed you were right to want to rule out cancer before undergoing another operation on the same organ.   You take an MRI.   A few days later a bot will send you the MRI results, because — of course they will.  If it’s bad news your doctor will call, and sure enough, the next Monday morning, his office calls to wake you with the news that your doctor needs to speak to you.  He can talk by video in one week.  You put it in your calendar and try not to worry until you get actual bad news.  A few days later the office calls to tell you that the doctor will be doing surgery during your appointment and will have to reschedule.  Of course.  He can talk to you the following week, they tell you.  You put it in your calendar and try not to consider it, though your sleep suddenly turns brittle and you wake exhausted each day.

You must get the idea of murderous corporate medicine out of your head.   Doctors have to work for large medical corporations in a capitalist system in order to practice medicine — the equipment and facilities they use are fantastically expensive.   If a doctor is too busy for two and a half weeks to give you bad news, whose fault is that?   He is busy saving lives and earning his keep at the corporation by performing surgery. It is absolutely nothing personal, and you have to understand that.   If you are a whiner who needs a doctor to hold your fucking hand, whose fault is that?  That’s why the market created “concierge doctors”.  Pay or quit whining.