|Me all patched up out in front of Casa Tipton-Kelly|
Just got back from a visit to my dermatologist. Had to have a little patch and repair work done on the old puss. All those years of laying on the beach "working on my tan" are coming back to haunt me now. Yes folks, I'm one of THOSE OLD GUYS who has to visit his dermatologist every six months (or less) to have removal done of suspicious spots on my skin. So far, no skin cancer but I do have the pre cancerous condition called keratosis. Lucky me. Foolish me. Paying the price me.
So this morning Dr. Ellen removed four spots from my bod. "All on the right" as she said, which I think made it easier for her. First she had to put a needle in each suspicious skin lesion to numb it. The first on on my upper right chest didn't feel too bad. But then the one right below my right ear...OWWWW! Man did that hurt!
Next up a spot on my right cheek. That Mother hurt too! Then the best, the keratosis "horn" on the tip of my nose. OUCH! Man oh man! YEW OW!
She removed three of the lesion by "punching". The last one (on my nose) she had t o shave off. All will be sent out for biopsies.
|Ron patched up|
Next up, an appointment with a new doctor to check out what is the matter with my right leg. I think it is arthritis, because I can hardly bend my knee. My knee cap is swollen. It hurts like a bitch whenever I stand up.
I'm telling you folks, I'm falling apart!
What was it Bette Davis said? "Getting old isn't for sissies."