One more treatment for the planter’s warts. This may be the last… One more set of blisters to walk on for the next few days. The sexy-but-not-my-type foot doctor is moving out of state in a month. Only one more treatment from him. Hope it is the last. I am certain his replacement will not be so intriguing or even gay for that matter.
And from the PCP: Dr. D did me right. The rash, although still mighty prevalent on my flesh, is some reaction to heat or sun. Or both. He assures me it is not fungal. He also insists it will pass soon enough. He said Benadryl will help, at least for itch relief.
Also, since I opted to not take the steroid cream option to maybe save two days healing time, he was able to remove the sebaceous cyst from the back of my head. It had increased slightly recently and I am glad to be rid of it. The process was easy. The needle for the local was nasty, of course, everything else was easy. I commented on big ol’ butch leathermen crying like babies in his office. He laughed.
It was cool. He showed me the cyst. Not even one bit groggy from it. Shows I have truly been impacted by the experiences of chemo. It looked like a bloody navy bean, maybe a bit larger. He asked if I wanted it biopsied, since I have a cancer history. No. I have had these cysts before. i will have them again, no doubt. This is not cancer. Besides, I have had at least two PET scans done since this thing first formed. If they didn’t spot it then, the scans are a waste… So, he cut it open, saying the center would determine the type of gunk. It was a sebaceous cyst. I forget what the other option was… Dr. D is a great person, a great doctor and a very sexy man.
He is not allowed to move out of state! I so decree.
So, nothing big to worry about, but I have that weird, freakish pseudo-scaly thing to keep my indoors not spending money for a few days. Ya!
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