Face Cancer
I’ve had this freckle on my right cheek for as long as I can remember. I’ve never really been fond of it, and I guess the freckle took it personally. Last week it started to itch, then swell, then get real sore… then started changing color. At first I thought it was just an ingrown hair or something relatively normal. I told jackie to set up an appointment with the doctor so I could have it looked at.
Then, friday while I was sitting at work, then I rubbed it… and a chunk of flesh came off. It wasn’t really a scab because it was still soft, but reminded me of one.
Then came the bleeding. it bled for a good 15 minutes. I went home, had it bleed the next day, and bleed a whole lot when I took a shower and the scabbing got wet. It had stopped bleeding (mostly) by sunday.
Monday I had the appointment- it was sorta cool. the doctor stabbed me in the face with a needle, and proceeded to hack off part of my cheek for a biopsy. when he was done, he used this cool cautrizer that uses and electric arc to fry the flesh. I was just sitting there completely aware that he was electrocuting my face (my jaw and ear were twinging) and I could smell burnt flesh. Now I have a scar on my face and will find out the biopsy report next week.
While it’s fun to say “Face Cancer,” truth be told I’d rather not have it.
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Hey don’t sweat it too much. My dad, grandma, and uncle have all gotten skin cancer (my dad and uncle on the face) and they are still alive. Daddy waited far too long to have it taken care of and he had to have actual surgery but it’s really a simple process.
Good luck!
yeah, skin cancer runs on my mom’s side pretty heavy as well- that’s why I went to the doc so quickly.
…now if I can just figure out which erin left that.