Mohs on the Nose

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The MRI on my foot was rescheduled for Friday. I could have had it today, but the office’s insurance person wasn’t in. I’d have had the MRI without verifying that my insurance would pay for it. The way insurance companies operate these days, I think they say “no” for the tiniest reasons, so I won’t be giving them one intentionally. No change in the foot today; still swollen; still painful:-(


My appointment with the new internist, “Dr. E.,” was interesting. I liked him immediately. Prolly late 60s, very personable. When he read my chart and saw all the joint surgeries I’d had, he asked, “What are you, 80?” True,  there are days….

The latest, tentative diagnosis for my mysteriously swollen foot is a possible fracture. A full course of Prednisone, plus 3 days on antibiotics have made no change whatsoever. Dr. E. said everything points to a fracture, so he’s ordered an MRI stat for tomorrow. I should know something definitively by end of day Thursday. He said if the swelling is truly being caused by a fracture, I may need to wear a walking boot. I said, “Great. A boot to go with my beak. How lovely.” He said it was good that I had a sense of humor about it. Hey, the fun never stops.

When you spend more time formatting a post than actually writing it, there’s something wrong. That’s just one of the problems I had on the Blogger site. I hope this new site will be much more user-friendly. And they have customer support!

Today I was watching tourists on TV helping to clean up Destin Beach and Panama City Beach, my ol’ beach weekend haunts. I remember one Saturday afternoon my boyfriend and I walked along Destin Beach, then spread out on a blanket and fell asleep all afternoon…in the sun…without sunscreen. C’est la vie.

After I had my biopsy done, I had a sizeable sore on the tip of my nose. One of those little “mini” Band-aids was the perfect size to cover it. The doctor gave me a few extra because he said we could no longer buy them. Huh? I was pretty sure I could find them somewhere. I looked in every drugstore and grocery store near me, and they simply did not exist. I even emailed Johnson and Johnson and complained about it (only to receive a form letter, btw).

To date, I don’t think there’s ever been anything I’ve searched for online that I didn’t find. “Mini” Band-aids were no exception. 🙂 I found them on a website for school nurse supplies and I ordered 200 of them, knowing I was going to need a lot of them after my Mohs surgery. Ha ha. Very funny. Unless I use 10 at a time, they’ll be useless when my bandage comes off. If anything, it’ll be hard to find a bandage big enough! Mother Universe has a very wicked sense of humor sometimes.

When I looked in the mirror this morning, I was hit by a flash of yellow – under my eyes – and much more than yesterday. The bruising has spread and my eyes are more swollen today. So far, I’m feeling a little blue, but I’m used to that. Let’s face it; ain’t nuthin’ cheery about this situation. That is, unless you consider my horoscope for June:

…It’s also possible that you’ve had a lot of interaction with medical professionals lately, for the twelfth house rules health and healing. Perhaps you had surgery, needed long-term treatments, or required physical therapy. If so, you were doing so at the right time – your chances of success are strong.

Unfortunately, it goes on to say:

June 25: Mercury in hard angle to Uranus, creating very difficult events that could rock your world.

June 25th is this Friday, when I get my bandage off, so here’s my strategy: I’ll go in pretending to expect a perfect nose under the bandage, and when I see the scarred-up mess that actually lies underneath, I’ll pretend I’m shocked/having my world rocked. Hopefully that will satisfy Mother Universe. Actually, I like to expect the worst since anything less than that is a pleasant surprise:-)

I’m very happy to hear that many of you are being encouraged to visit your dermatologist, based on my blog. I love hearing that, and I hope more of you will do the same. And don’t forget to slather on that sunscreen like you’re putting jelly on toast.

One of the things I forgot to mention in my initial post was about the cauterization that took place after each layer of skin was removed. The zapping sounds were bad enough, but the smell of burning flesh was truly sickening. The nose is a very vascular area, so there was a lot of cauterizing that had to be done. The surgeon said one patient told him she thought it smelled like Arby’s. Nope, sorry, even being a vegetarian, I’m here to tell you it didn’t smell like anything you’d ever want to eat. In all honesty, it made me think of Auschwitz.

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