Yesterday I went to my dermatologist again. This time was for the removal of stitch and result of pathology. Through the snow, slush and salt I cycled in the middle of the day and feeling a little not too brave, but putting on that face of bravery anyway.
After about 10 minutes I was seated in a warm room with the sun streaming in – If I closed my eyes it felt as if I was sittign in a conservatory. The assistant removed band aid, stitch and cleaned the mess. I asked for her to put a small clear band aid on. I figured it will still be tender, so with the cold wind I better have it covered for a day more, while the skin came to rest again.
After what seemed like a lifetime the specialist walked in. All clear. The mole is benign but as it is a pigment spot that is developing I do need to watch it in case it goes totally two-coloured. Then I have to come back. So despite the fact that I told everybody not to worry as it was nothing to worry about I felt a huge burden falling off me. I know SO was wanting to do a happy dance in his office when I sent him a TXT/SMS but could not due the meeting he was in.
In the evening SO talked to FIL and he is really a lot better. We still don’t know what is really going on, but the rest he is getting at present is clearly doing him some good. He’s not going outside and that means he’s not getting into the cold so much. Hearing his father improve as the other big relief for SO.
It is still cold here. Cold but dry and I am loving it. Need to drink lots as my skin o occasion feels like sandpaper, but that is why they invented shea body butter 🙂