Growing up I had wonderful skin. Over the past couple of years my skin has pretty much staged a revolution against me. I've been dealing with eczema, other allergic reactions to laundry detergent, and most recently a diagnosis of rosacea. Ugh.
I also needed to have a mole removed from my back that I've put off for about a year or two. It gets irritated and is in a sortof annoying place so I just went ahead and scheduled the appointment for that to be looked at when the weird rash (aka rosacea) on my face was diagnosed.
Today, I got it shaved off. Eek. It sounds way worse than it actually was. However, I was really nervous because the last time I had one removed from my back I basically passed out at the pay window for some unknown reason. I must note that this occurred in front of the entire waiting room. Keep in mind that this is the DERMATOLOGIST OFFICE. It is not a fainting serious type place. So lame.
Anyway, I also have this red angry spot on my hairline that wasn't going away from the rosacea medicine. He squeezed it and got all up in my forehead and declared that it was some sort of mass that is fed by blood vessels so it is permanently attached to my head. Gross. He tells me that it might be a number of options including an angry infected hair follicle, a mole, or a basal cell. What I get from this is that I have an unknown object growing out of my head.
If it is a basal cell its basically cancer. So, he tells me that he's going to have to biopsy that as well. No big deal, I think, until he actually shaves off a piece of my face and they stick a bandaid on me. A bandaid placed right on my face.
I look even more ridiculous than this.
The nurse tells me that I have to keep a bandaid on there until it heals or I can keep putting neosporin on there until it heals. I just don't want it to dry out and become a crusty hard scab. Gross. My options are to put a bandaid on my forehead, to have goopy neosporin all up in my hair, or to have a crusty hard scab. These are not good options.
She tells me to just trim a bandaid down to a small size. Take it from me, a bandaid is a bandaid no matter what size when its on your freaking face.
I sent Reed an email about the entire experience and closed it with this line, "Thankfully, I am not a freak with a bandaid on her forehead that is lying on the ground unconscious."
It pretty much summed up the entire doctor visit.
8 comments:
why on earth did you pass out at the pay window?
i'm glad you looked up how to spell basal.
you didn't post your self-bandaid-head portrait.
I would feel bad for you...but I got a mole removed today.. BLUE STITCHES in my face. Like...1" long. NASTY looking blue stitches right by my chin. They put this economy size band-aid on it and here I am. I can take the band-aid off and make everyone vomit or I can wear a giant band-aid. I can hardly open my mouth without feeling like I'm going to rip them open. Maybe you can wear a big hat to cover yours?
This is the perfect time for hello kitty Disney and teenage mutant ninga turtle bandaids, Rock it!
Cover up your whole eye and that side of your face. If Lisa Left Eye can pull it off I'm sure you can.
You could get a cool bandana and cover it up. I'm sure it'd score you some street cred in the hoods of Raleigh.
haaaaaaaa. your life is funny.
Every part of this post made me laugh for some reason! (Well, except the biopsy part... keep us posted and good luck.) You kill me. I agree with Kerr though! Totally get princess bandaids and when someone asks why you have a princess bandaid on your face, channel your inner 5-year-old and say, "Because Transformers are for boys, duh!" Good luck with everything, lady!
thinking of you passing out while at the pay counter of a derm office makes me laugh big time. poor you. you need a dora the explora (i spell it that way because otherwise it doesn't rhyme like those fools on tv act like it does) band-aid. will you have a band-aid on your face at flying saucer tonight?
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