Well... the people at the doctor's surgery got the message wrong!!! When I turned up, the doctor told me that they got the results back from the biopsy and it WAS skin cancer, so she would have to remove it. WOW! Just that "C" word made my skin crawl and I didn't really know what to do at first. The doctor told me that it wasn't the 'bad' one, where it got further into the body, and she is sure that she has removed it all now. It goes off to be checked and I find out next week if it is all gone or not.
I was NOT impressed at first that the message was all wrong, but in a way I'm glad that I didn't know the truth. For one, I wouldn't have had a very good weekend, as I would have been worrying about it being a 'bad' skin cancer, and for another, I would have had more time to worry about the surgery. As it was, I just had a little time for the news to sink in before she was giving me the anesthetic.
By the way... did I mention that I HATE needles!!!! Well, they aren't normally too bad, but these ones HURT!!!! She said that she wanted to make sure that everything was numb so that I didn't feel anything this time. I had wanted to go in earlier to have that done, but it is a 'fast acting' anesthetic or something like that and they were worried that it may wear off before the end of the procedure.
So... after a LOT of digging and cutting, and a LOT of blood, (I think I got the stains out of my bra - it kind of went everywhere. It isn't a nice feeling to feel liquid running down your neck and know that it is your own blood. Sorry... Too Much Information I know
) there was a good-sized chunk of ME sitting in a little container. And nope, I don't think it will show up as a loss on the scales tomorrow before some smart*** asks.
I have now TOTALLY beaten my record for having stitches. Last Tuesday I got my first ever stitch. Just one. And today I got EIGHT! I really don't want to even see my back yet. Poor hubby has another week of bathing and bandaging it. Lucky he is patient with me. The only thing he has said is that he is really sorry he wasn't with me when I had it done. As I told him, I WOULD have had him there if I'd known what they were going to do. I am such a baby about these things.
Anyway, it is all done now. I am REALLY glad now that I had it checked out. I asked about it sitting there for ages not changing and the doctor said that something often just sets off the reaction to turn it into cancer. She said that friction will often do it. So, the 'spot' was genetically set up to become cancer, but the friction of my exercise bra probably set off the reaction. You live and learn huh?
Oh... and while I was there she gave me the results of the blood test they did last week. She said my B12 levels are still too low (so much for taking the expensive supplement for a few months - she said that wouldn't have made any difference) so now I have to have B12 jabs every week for 6 weeks. I get the first one on Wednesday. She said that I should be feeling less tired in a few weeks' time. I am SO glad that there could be a reason for me being tired and I'm not just getting old! Well... I know I'm getting old, but hopefully I'll soon have more energy as I get old.
So, that was a fairly eventful doctor's visit all round. Not what I would call pleasant, but not too bad either I suppose. At least she is pretty sure that she has got it all now, so fingers crossed that she is right.
I know that as far as the "C" word goes, then skin cancer isn't anywhere near what others have to cope with, but it still sends that shiver down the spine. Thank you for 'listening' to me as I go on and on about the doctor's visit.
I'll catch up on individuals later, but it is almost my bed time.
Take care,
Zelma
