Two tumors, actually. Not only is the one on my face basal cell carcinoma, but so is the pink bump they took off my right shin. I’m kind of surprised they got the lab results as fast as they did, considering the holiday weekend and all.

I’ve got an appointment for the week after next to have a couple divots dug into me. Shouldn’t take too long. Guess I should stock up on Band-Aids. They offered to do it on Monday, which I briefly considered until I remembered that my trip to Little Rock will be full of photographs. Call me shallow, but I’d rather be memorialized with a little pink spot on my face than a bandage.

What sort of amuses me about this whole thing is my reaction to it. If I develop any sort of twinge, I immediately decide it’s lupus or cancer or myocardial infarction. Whereas a legitimate ailment, like skin cancer, meh. I do some research to see what I’m up against and then move forward.

Hypochondria is fun!