Can't say I'm shocked, really...
So, I'm sitting on the examination table at the dermatologist's office when the doctor walks in and asks what brought me there today.
My first thought was "my car", but that couldn't have been what he meant. So I explain to him that I've got this spot behind my left ear that always seems to bleed and scab over, but never heal. It's been there a long time, and really doesn't bother me, but I noticed it getting bigger so I finally decided to be an adult and get it looked at.
He comes to me, looks at it literately for 2 seconds and says, "Well, it's skin cancer."
It was so sudden and matter of fact that I just started laughing. He stops, looks at me and says "You're taking this well."
"Well, Doc, you broke it to me so gently I almost feel relieved," I replied.
In truth, I was guessing this was going to be the diagnosis. Not from some hypochondria induced fear, more of logical deduction.
He took a biopsy, so it'll be around a week before I get official results. He is confident, however, that it is something call Basal Cell Carcinoma. Not the worst sort you can have, by far, but still skin cancer. This sort of not-so-friendly little DNA mutator is caused from sun exposure. This is how I pretty much guessed skin cancer, knowing how easily I burn.
So, the most likely course of action, once I get my test results back, is next I'll meet with a surgeon and have this hideous thing cut off my head. No, not my face, Paul, the cancer. With any luck, that'll pretty much be the end of it, save for regular monitoring.
To be on the safe side, in two months I'll be going back to this guy for a "full skin check", which means getting nekkid and having a stranger inspect me inch by inch. I don't know whether to feel embarrassed for myself or pity for the doctor. No one should ever see that much of me.
Reassuring quotes of the day: "This is really decent size patch." and "You don't normally see this in people as young as you."
Meh, what can you do? I feel like I should be more worried, but what's the point? On the brightside, I now have official reasons to avoid going outside instead of general laziness and general disdain for nature.
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My first thought was "my car", but that couldn't have been what he meant. So I explain to him that I've got this spot behind my left ear that always seems to bleed and scab over, but never heal. It's been there a long time, and really doesn't bother me, but I noticed it getting bigger so I finally decided to be an adult and get it looked at.
He comes to me, looks at it literately for 2 seconds and says, "Well, it's skin cancer."
It was so sudden and matter of fact that I just started laughing. He stops, looks at me and says "You're taking this well."
"Well, Doc, you broke it to me so gently I almost feel relieved," I replied.
In truth, I was guessing this was going to be the diagnosis. Not from some hypochondria induced fear, more of logical deduction.
He took a biopsy, so it'll be around a week before I get official results. He is confident, however, that it is something call Basal Cell Carcinoma. Not the worst sort you can have, by far, but still skin cancer. This sort of not-so-friendly little DNA mutator is caused from sun exposure. This is how I pretty much guessed skin cancer, knowing how easily I burn.
So, the most likely course of action, once I get my test results back, is next I'll meet with a surgeon and have this hideous thing cut off my head. No, not my face, Paul, the cancer. With any luck, that'll pretty much be the end of it, save for regular monitoring.
To be on the safe side, in two months I'll be going back to this guy for a "full skin check", which means getting nekkid and having a stranger inspect me inch by inch. I don't know whether to feel embarrassed for myself or pity for the doctor. No one should ever see that much of me.
Reassuring quotes of the day: "This is really decent size patch." and "You don't normally see this in people as young as you."
Meh, what can you do? I feel like I should be more worried, but what's the point? On the brightside, I now have official reasons to avoid going outside instead of general laziness and general disdain for nature.
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