All Clear!

I've been rather *anxious* for a few weeks now,

waiting for a dermatology appointment to check on a bleeding mole.

(never search for stuff like this on the innernets unless you want to lose lots of sleep and completely freak yourself out....just sayin'.)

With my Family History of skin cancer and my unfortunate choice of hair and eye color, not to mention my love of the outdoors....

well.

I'm FINE. Lots of blotchy pigmentation, indicating a life well spent (IMHO) at the beach,

and some scar tissue from various forms of road rash ( all those years living dangerously on a bicycle before the advent of safety gear...) but absolutely nothing they even wanted to biopsy.

WOOT!

I had no idea the level of my anxiety until it was OVER.

I got a tube of ointment for my itchy scaly skin (it has a fancy name that sounds like ROSES, so I am okay with THAT) and instructions to wear a sunscreen with a physical barrier rather than chemicals....and of course a HAT and sunglasses.

Glamorous, really.

They did *offer* me some cosmetic surgery options,

which just makes me giggle.

No, thanks.

I've earned the skin I'm in.

Not interested in having my merit badges surgically removed.

I then picked up lunch for the work crew who was racing against the impending stormy weather to get as much framing done as possible on the Bee Happy Farm buildings....

in my haste, I forgot my camera.

sigh.

Perhaps tomorrow when the rain lets up I'll have some more pictures

to share.

Blessings to you on this (very) GOOD Friday!

 

xox

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[Ann]

When I badgered M into seeing a dermatologist, it was veeerrry challenging to find a *medical* dermatologist rather than a *cosmetic* dermatologist. Perhaps it's a false distinction, but I did want someone who more worried about the precancerous skin cells than the fact that he was in his mid-40s. :)