When you get diagnosed with skin cancer, you’re fighting it the rest of your life.
In 2 days, I have my second 3 month check-up with the dermatologist. It seems somewhat surreal that it’s been just about 6 months since my initial diagnosis. I can recall the entire telephone conversations with my doctor when she told me – it’s so fresh in my mind. But the intervening 180 days seem kind of like a blur of excision, healing, scarring, getting my strength back.
I have a few spots on my skin that I’ve been watching out of the corner of my eye, aside from the atypical spot that was removed the last time. I’m hoping that I won’t need more bits of skin cut off. I have a long-overdue massage scheduled for the next day. I really don’t want to have to explain why I have a fresh bullet hole to the therapist. I don’t want to have my massage avoid an entire…
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