Early yesterday, I walked to the surgeon's office to have a bit of my cheek sliced away. Two months ago, a tiny melanoma was found there by my dermatologist. The worst part was the lidocaine pricks, but I'm used to that.
The procedure took a few minutes; the bandaging took longer. I have an inch or more of oval shaped white bandaging under my right eye, sticking out a quarter of an inch. I have to return today for either more scraping or stitches. I'm banned from exercise of any kind for at least a week. This will be difficult.
My NY doc still hasn't gotten back to me about the second-opinion findings. I call and leave messages every day. I want to march over there and confront her. I probably won't do that though. I'll call again today and try to be patient. Grrrrr.