Squeamish? Don't read

After the whole hyperthyroid thing I avoid doctors. I do it intentionally even, like they don't exist to me. I felt I had enough bloodletting and pill popping to last at least another 10 years...

So this morning, finding myself at the dermatologist office, was sort of a surprise. What's more surprising is that I let them inject a needle below my eye and shave off a piece of my face to be tested, like it's something I do everyday. Oh? You need that to come off? Sure thing! Let me just close my eyes first.

It is highly likely to be benign; I should hear in about a week.

I probably shouldn't have looked at the tray. It would have been easier if I hadn't seen the razorblade.