the little "c".
Saturday, October 12, 2019
Cancer. It's a very scary word.
I'm dealing with basal cell carcinoma. Skin cancer is not going to kill me, but it's made me re-examine my life in a new way. On Thursday I drove an hour to see a dermatologist. It took me a month to get in to see him, and that was quick compared to others! I could have waited over 2 months for some of the better-known dermatologists.
He performed cryosurgery on my nose and gave me an appointment to return for re-examination in 2 months. Cryosurgery treats the lesions with an application of liquid nitrogen. My nose will blister over, dry up and the blister will fall off. If this doesn't kill all the cancer cells, Dr. Peraza will peel back the skin on my nose and scrape out the remaining cancer cells.
I may not look great for Christmas photos, but it's not life-threatening. Just hearing the word "cancer" in the same sentence as my name has given me a new respect for the people I know who deal with and have dealt with any form of cancer. It's not for cowards or fools. Thank God I only had to deal with the little "c". I pray for those who live with the Big "C".