I could have titled this post NO BIG THING….
But it wasn’t until it was all over, and all was said and done that I stopped worrying about this procedure and how long this uncomfortable process would take.
I’ve been living with The Thing on my forehead for the past couple of years. I never thought anything of it. It was just a mole. Not a dark mole, just one of those “age spot” things – until it wasn’t.
It started to change shape. It spread. It got shiny edges, and when Doogie Houser pointed it out and said to go have it looked at, I did. Right away.
The biopsy was no big deal, but the diagnosis that came in the form of a phone call while boarding a flight to Ohio set me on edge.
“It’s a basal cell carcinoma, very slow growing.” said the nurse on the other end of the line.
And all I could think was “Get it off! Get it off! Get it off NOW!” Crazy girl, you’ve been living with this for a couple of years, and since the biopsy you have LESS of it now than you did before. Calm down, it will be taken care of.
And yesterday was the day.