I went to the dermatologist's office on Tuesday for an appointment I scheduled a while back. I have had some concerns, and I wanted a full body scan, since my last one was three years ago. Since the doctor was not seeing any new patients (which included those who had seen her more than 3 years ago, like me), I elected to see the PA. She was very very nice, and I rattled off all my concerns to her:
1) Allergy to anti-perspirant (aluminum)
2) Allergy to nickel
3) Mole on my inner thigh
We chatted, and she gave me proposed solutions to my concerns:
1) Try that deodorant rock crystal thing
2) A prescription ointment for flare-ups
3) In-office biopsy.
I showed her the mole that I noticed had changed, and she said she wasn't crazy about and that she'd take it off then and there. I was prepped for the biopsy, and I walked away with two stitches! I was obviously a total trooper and didn't freak out at all, and to my surprise, I didn't really feel much of anything. [The PPD that Judge Judy gave me last week hurt more than this!]
She was very thorough with wound care instructions, along with my limitations for the next two weeks as to not tear my stitches. I have an appointment to get them taken out August 5th. Now, here's hoping that the pathology results are normal. It's always best to find out it was taken off for nothing than to leave something cancerous on one's body.
So, I just figured that you gotta take the bad with the good. I'm still going to tell the doctor about Judge Judy... [can you tell I'm holding a grudge?]
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