Skin Cancer Sucks

But I'm very glad that our civilization has great doctors. I currently have another hole in my face - perhaps 2cm x 3 cm -- which should be repaired tomorrow. It freaked out Nicole. It freaked me out while it was happening, but I felt more comfortable than when I tried to have the surgery earlier only to be told that we'd have to wait until we could get a plastic surgeon involved. That time I had to fight through the fog of the pseudo-Valium to understand what Dr. Carruth was telling me.
This time he dove right in, sending unneeded bits of flesh popping off my face. While he was working I was about to ask what the foaming sound was until I smelled the charred skin. I couldn't feel, but I could hear the scraping of the blade across my skin as he removed samples.
The samples are analyzed to determine the extent - and fortunately for my nervous ass, they only had to take 2 samples (sessions) before they could tell me it was gone.
So now I wait, with a hole in my face, fully conscious, dreading tomorrow and all the while hoping to get it done with! Maybe later I'll attach a picture.

So now it's just over a week later and I'm feeling much like my old self. Dr Gibson managed to hide the massive hole in my face with a cheek flap rotation. I still have steering strips from the corner of my mouth running up along my nose up to my eye, and then across to my hairline, and then down below and then to behind my ear. The line ends in what Nicole expects will be a cool Z - shaped scar. Last Sunday(?) I had the drainage tube removed from behind my ear. There are a lot of stitches still in my face which I intend to have removed Monday.

But it's amazing! I'm so grateful that so many people are so good at what they do!