Yesterday, I visited my dermatologist for a routine skin check. She didn't find anything terribly troubling-no obvious signs of cancer, etc. she did, however, share my concern about a spot that appeared on my face a while back.
The spot, situated on the apple of my left cheek, was what she called a seborrheic keratosis, which, is a common skin growth that often appears in people during middle age.
If I could insert an emoji here, trust me, I would.
Oh, wait, I can!
Oh, wait, I can!
The spots can also be the result of sun damage, going back years. So, while slathering my face in baby oil and utilizing aluminum foil as a reflecting agent in order to get the deepest, darkest tan possible seemed like a good idea back in the day, yeah...not so much.
Children, beware!
Anyway, as I said, the spot wasn't harmful, but; it had the potential for growth, and, since it was already troubling me, my doctor gently suggested that we have it taken care of, then and there.
In this case "taking care" of it meant cryosurgery.
Again,
Happily, cryosurgery simple entails shooting a suspicious spot several times with liquid nitrogen in order to freeze it. Then, it is expected to die a natural death and, in my case, to eventually fall off my face.
Off my face, you say? Sounded good to me.
Despite a slight stinging pain and some feeling of burning that lasted for several hours, it really was a simple process and now I am thisclose to the scab falling off, leaving me with the skin of a twenty year old.
Slight exaggeration.
But, a girl can dream.
So, now I just have to wait out the scab. I hope it falls off quickly, and, since I know you will be on the edge of your seat awaiting the results; I'll keep you posted.
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