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Sunday, August 24, 2014

Visiting the Dermatologist

I have visit this Thursday. I'm apprehensive because of the reason I made the appointment and the fact my mother died of Melanoma a few months after I was born.

I'm guessing the thoughts of the once over by a male doctor is part of it. Then again, maybe he'll have knock dead gorgeous nurse to assist. I'll cross my fingers...and by nurse I mean female nurse.

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  1. Good thoughts headed your way - both for the outcome of the visit and for the added bonus of a drop dead gorgeous female nurse!

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    1. Thanks. My doctor suggested the visit, when I showed him something bothering me.

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  2. I hope that whatever you found is benign. If not benign, hopefully you have forestalled a problem by catching it early. I had a female dermatologist which was neither a dread nor a joy. On the other hand, my 16-yr-old grandson was hoping his whole body exam was by a female. .

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    1. He probably would have been disappointed, when he saw the female doctor and realized you have to be careful for what you wish for.

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  3. Glad you chose to go. I too had a mole on my shoulder that no one was particularly worried about until finally they removed it and it was melanoma. I had to go back right away for a larger removal. Luckily it was only on the surface. I now go once a year for a "full" body check. I don't worry too much about what chromosomes my Dr possesses as long as I get a clean bill of health. Good luck Jess. It's worth getting it checked and or removed.
    You never know.

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    1. No you don't. Stranger things have happened.

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  4. Joe had something on his forehead that was invisible to us, so I'm glad we went to the dermatologist. By the time he was done digging with a spoon, it looked like Joe had a bullet hole in the middle of his forehead from the opening. (Down here, you get to watch) Now, we can't even see where the surgery was. Let me know immediately. You need someone to worry about you and I drew the short straw.

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    1. I appreciate that. Worrying alone is like riding a bicycle with a cast.

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  5. Good on ya' for gettin' it checked out. I went a few years ago to have a little bump on my lip checked out and the doc ended up taking all of it off in the biopsy, which turned out to be a very early stage of the C-word. I go back twice a year for check-ups and have no regrets about paying the "specialist" co-pays. Good luck, brother.

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    1. It's tempting to say "It's probably not anything to worry about" and in a short time, after neglecting going to the doctor, somebody is placing the last nail in the pine box and they're preparing to chunk you into the clay.

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  6. I had a friend who had a doctor look at a strange thing on his forehead. The doc said probably nothing to worry about. He's dead now. He found out about his melanoma about the same time I was found with Gleason stage 7 prostate cancer. I was one of 5 people at the facility where I worked, diagnosed with cancer at nearly the same time, and I'm the only one left. Why the hell should I be so lucky?

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    1. Luck of the draw, I guess. I wasn't quite three months old when melanoma took my mother. From what I know, she was fighting it before I was born, knew she was going to die, and I can't really imagine the horror, or sadness she felt.

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  7. The only time I've gone to a dermatologist was back in my younger, carefree, stoned most of the time days (daze?), when I mistakenly saw a big black splotch on my cheek as incoming skin cancer and freaked out.
    Turns out I fell asleep on a magic marker.
    Hope your visit is zero exciting, in the good way.

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    1. Me too. I'd rather have hope for the best than preparing for the worst.

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