I am a very brave old lady if i do say so myself with my tongue firmly in my cheek of course. I made an appointment the other week for the skin
cancer clinic and was a tad surprised that i got an appointment for the following day as there is usually a bit of a wait. I usually see a female doctor
and was not concerned at all even though there was a mole on the back of leg that had changed recently. My anxiety
hit the roof however when they said my usual doctor was away and i was seeing a
male doctor. There goes my comfort
zone. I was going to make another
appointment when dr female returned from leave but decided to be brave. So in i went.
It went ok and i showed him the mole i was concerned about and he found another one on my face that
needed removal too. Ok, i can do this, make
another appointment like last time and bring maz with me for support. My son is not good with stuff like this and
my daughter lives a way away and has the kids.
Then to my absolute horror he said he would do it now. What? Ok,
so i sucked it up and went for it. One on
my face and the one i was concerned about on the back of my leg. Well, it’s done. All by myself, i’m so brave. i waited the five days and went back for the results and thank goodness both were benign. bandages are off and both well on the way to recovery.
