i had this little growth on my upper lip. and because of all the unprotected sun exposure i’ve had and the basal cell carcinoma i had removed from my left shoulder 10 years ago i was pretty sure it wasn’t just nothing. and i was right. it was a squamous cell carcinoma. a small one. and it has now been frozen (ouch, that hurts) off my lip. and here’s where i share maybe my biggest – and certainly vainest – fear. that my face will be horribly disfigured by skin cancer. you know, one day there will be something, that in order to get, they will have to dig deep and go wide. and the scarring will be bad. so the doctor and i discussed how to get this thing off my lip and she listed all the options, freeze it (least invasive), scoop it, cut it (most invasive). and i was more than willing to just have it cut off. it’s small, it would leave a very small scar and i wouldn’t have to fear that it isn’t completely gone (a little bitty scar doesn’t worry me, it’s the what if we missed part of it and we made it mad by poking at it so it’s gonna go hay wire and get all aggressive that has me worried). but we opted for freezing it (because it is so small) and keeping an eye on it.
this morning i go back to have a basal cell carcinoma, not as small, removed from my right shoulder. after it is removed and i get some stitches they will send it to the lab to check the margins and be sure they got it all.
so where am i going with all of this? just a friendly reminder to wear sunscreen and a hat. and, also, i guess i’m going to have to say it, “you were right, dad” he was always asking, telling, nagging, harping at (you get the idea) me to wear sunscreen and a hat, but because i was a teenager and immortal and oh so much smarter than him, i didn’t. and dad, fyi, this isn’t a good time to say, “i told you so.”