I’ve come to the realization that 2011 will be about acceptance. I accept that I will not be a blogger with a normal posting schedule. And the things I write may be things that happened ages ago. And when I do post, it will be a burst of posts and then nothing. I’ve made my peace with that. I don’t think you’ll mind, will you? You guys will still read it, right?
Last week, I went to the dermatologist because there was a green spot on my back. Chris said that it had been there a long time and he was worried about it. A quick Internet search resulted in the most horrifying information. If you ever google anything about skin conditions, you will find the most disgusting photos. Luckily for me, none of them looked like what I had. We went to get it checked anyway because you never know.
And while I was there, I showed her all my various other ailments including itchy legs. My legs began to itch about four weeks ago when I took some medication. I thought it was related to that, but she said if it was a drug allergy, my whole body would have a reaction and not just my legs. I don’t know, but it’s too much of a coincidence. It was really bad a few weeks ago, but has subsided enough where I don’t need benedryl. The physician’s assistant gave me a topical for it. And by goodness, this ointment works. A thin film and hives are gone. I fear to think how much steroids I’m absorbing. I’ll let you know if I grow a huge mustache.
She also had me change my body wash to Dove Sensitive skin and told me to use a particular moisturizing cream. I feel like an old woman. I ask Chris to put the moisturizer on my back. He’s such a sweetie that he does, but he doesn’t warm it up first! He doesn’t rub it between his hands before he puts it on me. Let me tell you, that cream us cold right after a hot shower! But it seems to work for my sensitive skin, which I didn’t think I had! Going to the doctor sometimes means you leave with more ailments than you went in with!
As for my green spot, it could be one of three things. A bruise, which it’s not since it’s been there for a long time. It could be a mole gone bad. Moles can go bad?!?! The third thing is lead poisoning. She thinks that sometime in my past, someone had stabbed me in the back with a pencil and the lead was lodged in there. She couldn’t tell by looking at it, so she cut it out. Oh yes, she cut it out. Technically, they call it a biopsy, but that’s just a fancy term for taking a piece of your skin.
They sent it to the lab to make sure it’s nothing. It’ll be back next week. I’ll keep you all posted.
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