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| Hello everyone. I have a confession to make. No, I'm not a mole sent here by the FBI (or am I?). I have moles. Lots of them. I think I probably built this up to be way more interesting than it is at all. Sorry. The reason I bring this up today is actually a pretty specific one, and it is relevant to my day's events, so it's overpowering anything else in my mind that I would necessarily want to blog about. So here I am. Telling you about my moles. I have many moles all over my body, including a couple small beauty marks on my face, but I actually want to talk about two specific moles. My right bicep has two moles about an inch apart from each other. They've always been on the large side, so I constantly get the lecture every physical about making sure I monitor the moles for any changes. Well after spending over twenty years with these moles on my arm, I finally noticed some changes. The larger one seemed to have gotten a little bit larger. It also seems to have developed a couple of darker and lighter spots within it, so I thought it would be worth asking about. It doesn't really look like anything, and the doctor agrees, so don't panic on my behalf. The other mole concerned me a little more. It is smaller in diameter, but it's definitely more raised than the broader mole. It's also much darker in colour. Recently it seems to have become more raised, and where it was previously an even circle, it now has some changes to the border. It is a bit more crooked, and the edges have a pinkness to them in contrast with the very dark colour the rest of the mole has. It has also started getting caught on things because of how raised it is, so I've found it has started to bleed on occasion. I definitely wanted this one looked at. So I brought it up to my doctor. Yes, one of the very same doctors who has spent years telling me to keep an eye on it. She agreed it was worth a closer look, so she sent me to a dermatologist. The dermatologist thought both seemed fine, but wanted to remove them as a precaution. He would have removed the pair on the spot, but they were too large to safely freeze off. This brings me to today's events. I finally had my appointment with the surgeon that the dermatologist referred me to. He removed the small, dark one fully on the spot, which is being sent for biopsy. The larger one concerned him less, so he only removed part of it, which is also being sent for biopsy. He suspects that the biopsies will return with normal results, but he plans to remove the remainder of the second mole if necessary, otherwise I get to keep it. Now I'm left with an aching arm, and short of a mole and a half. I have a skin reaction to the bandages, which frankly is more physically irritating than the incisions (although the stitches feel uncomfortable). I also appear to have bled through a bandage already, which is unfortunate, as I was told to wait a few days before changing the bandages. I am eager to have the stitches out, bandages off, and the wounds healed up, and it has barely been twelve hours. I am also pretty anxious. I feel like it isn't going to look like my arm anymore, and the idea that I am missing marks that have been on my skin for longer than I can remember is an odd one. All I can do right now is hope it heals up nicely, and think up a cool story to go with the scars. (I have committed to blogging daily with Give It 100. This is Day Seventeen.) |
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