When does it ever end? I went to the Skin Cancer Specialist yesterday. I’ve been concerned about one of my moles on my tummy for a while now. Each GP tells me to ‘keep an eye on it’. Okay, I have, now tell me why and does it need to be removed or will I keep an eye on it until is spreads half way across my torso?
After many months of procrastination I made and kept the appointment.
As soon as I walk into the tiny ‘specialists’ office he asked if there was any cause of concern. I pulled up my top and indicated to the centimetre mark on my upper abdomen. ‘okay, that has to come out’ I freaked! He asked if there were anymore. I’ll damn my heritage for the rest of my days. I didn’t eve think about it before I said it ‘do you want me to take this off?’ pulling at my top. ‘I bet you say that to all the men’ when did doctors get so cheeky? Last time my oncologist touched my breast and said ‘nice boob’ ha, he was commenting on his own work.
The doctor said he’d cut out my mole straight away… I stood like a mere cat and gravitated toward the door. No, no, no.. I can’t do it now. Needles. Stitches. No, no, I have to be somewhere soon. He laughed at me! I can’t believe he laughed at me! He said it would only take 3 minutes. I picked up my bag, ‘I’ll come back soon, I’ll make another appointment, I’ll take some vaillum before I come’ stuttered my way through that. Okay, he finally got it. My irrational fear of needles… he told me to take some relaxants, have a couple of drinks before I come and bring someone with me. Only condition, if I have a drink I have to bring one for him too….
He walked out to the reception desk with me, told the receptionist to book me in, make sure she makes the reminder call so I don’t run away.
I’ve requested my surrogate boyfriend to come with me. He laughed at my cowardness. I don’t care! No one is cutting anything out of me that easily! I’m fully aware it will only take a few minutes, one slice this way *shudder * one slice that way * skin tingles* 2 stiches, then I faint.
My Rival:
After many months of procrastination I made and kept the appointment.
As soon as I walk into the tiny ‘specialists’ office he asked if there was any cause of concern. I pulled up my top and indicated to the centimetre mark on my upper abdomen. ‘okay, that has to come out’ I freaked! He asked if there were anymore. I’ll damn my heritage for the rest of my days. I didn’t eve think about it before I said it ‘do you want me to take this off?’ pulling at my top. ‘I bet you say that to all the men’ when did doctors get so cheeky? Last time my oncologist touched my breast and said ‘nice boob’ ha, he was commenting on his own work.
The doctor said he’d cut out my mole straight away… I stood like a mere cat and gravitated toward the door. No, no, no.. I can’t do it now. Needles. Stitches. No, no, I have to be somewhere soon. He laughed at me! I can’t believe he laughed at me! He said it would only take 3 minutes. I picked up my bag, ‘I’ll come back soon, I’ll make another appointment, I’ll take some vaillum before I come’ stuttered my way through that. Okay, he finally got it. My irrational fear of needles… he told me to take some relaxants, have a couple of drinks before I come and bring someone with me. Only condition, if I have a drink I have to bring one for him too….
He walked out to the reception desk with me, told the receptionist to book me in, make sure she makes the reminder call so I don’t run away.
I’ve requested my surrogate boyfriend to come with me. He laughed at my cowardness. I don’t care! No one is cutting anything out of me that easily! I’m fully aware it will only take a few minutes, one slice this way *shudder * one slice that way * skin tingles* 2 stiches, then I faint.
My Rival:
7 comments:
Oh babe! I'm a wuss too, so i totally understand your fear, but please get it seen to.
I know a girl who is only 24 and had to have two cancerous growths removed from her back.
Hope it all goes well.
I feel for you and the surgery...but did you have to crop out your boob ~grin~ a guy needs a bit of titilation on hump day.
If you want, I can hack it off. I'm an amateur surgeon in my free time..
Steph, Two weeks until my next appointment. I have my friend booked in. He laughed at me... I'm a wuss and i don't care. I feel for your friend. Thats the price we pay to be the sun burnt country.
Indy, thanks babes.... Yes I did crop out my boob and that's the one with the scar!
Cibby, thanks, but no thanks. you can help me with the drinks beforehand or after, okay?
It's not that bad, just don't look while they're working on it. I've had a couple of things removed, and with my fear of needles, I was surprised it didn't hurt. Close your eyes and think of Mr Absolut! ;)
Oh damn, hope you're alright!
And those aussie doctors are damn cheeky! When I was in Melbourne my sister's local GP was in the papers, as a complaint had been made on how he would regularly comment on the smallness of his female patient's vaginas...
I have a lot of moles myself, in fact so many that I've given up checking on them... My doctor calls me a world record in moles.
My mother had them, too, though, and she never had any problems with them.
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