Oh, ya, that's Christmas not Thanksgiving! Dr. Jerstad operated on my nose this morning for some skin cancer leaving me resembling Rudolf. It was more complicated than I hoped leaving me with eight stiches. As my father was known to remark at times like this "One of the little joys of life!."
Of course the good news outweighs the bad. Treatment was possible, done at the hands of a highly skilled doctor and I have good health insurance. Vanity is a condition best resisted and it was a relatively benign cancer. With the presence of sutures lazing around is doctor's orders. What more could I ask?
Takk for alt,
Al
1 comment:
Lazing is indeed a joy. ;->
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