I admit. I love the sun....Ok most of you know that....I have always kept a tan during the summer months, weather it be by tan bed or beach chair.
I rarely sunburn, and when I do get a sun burn its minimal. But the sun evidently has been damaging my skin. (Ha, and I thought it was just old age).
I see a lot more brown spots and freckles now that I have turned 50 than when I was 49. Seriously.
Well, let’s ignore the brown spots for now. I found a red spot. Yes, among the age sun spots and new freckles, I noticed a teeny tiny red spot on my forehead. It would get a little scaly at times and sometime would shine through my make up. There was just something about this tiny spot that drew my attention to it every time I looked in the mirror.
So I had it looked at last week. They did a biopsy to make sure it was nothing cancerous and sent me home with care instructions and a band aid.
I got a call yesterday to let me know that the little red spot was indeed a form of cancer called “Basil Cell Carcinoma”. This is the less serious form of skin cancer but still needs to be removed. So they took me in today to get the job done.
I am never sick and I’m healthy so this was a little traumatic to me. I mean, “what a day”.
They did some cutting and digging and sent me back to the waiting area until they made sure they got it all.
After about a 20 minute wait, the nurse comes in and says “we need to take you back again and cut out some more, we did not get it all”. So after a little more chiseling, I was sent back out to the waiting room. After another 20 minutes the nurse arrives again and says “good news, we got it all that time. Now you will have wait for about 30 minutes and we will get the surgeon to stitch you up”.
I waited 45 minutes.
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The stitches are on the inside and glue on the outside.
I never listened to people when they stressed for me to wear sunscreen. I will take it more serious and take more precautions when I’m out in the sun for now on. Sunscreen will be my friend. A tan is not worth the trouble. I will also be scheduling a full body check once I get a job and my feet back on the ground.
Speaking of job. I finally got a call for an interview next Monday. I hate that I will go looking like Frankenstein but it is what it is. Stay tuned about that and wish me luck.
