Virginia decided to go to my checkup with me one morning, and managed to trip and fall down the stair in the garage. The stair. Not “the stairs”, like normal people. Now, we had me and the limping partner.
So, when we got to the doctor, we just said, “Yes, it’s my appointment, but she needs it worse.”
That’s how you avoid the emergency room or doc-in-the-box. Only hurt yourself on the way to someone else’s appointment.