Oh, what a day. Surgery went well, and I managed not to pass out. He removed four abnormal moles and sent them off to the lab. He is very confident that they are nothing to worry about.
My face has seen better days, and for some reason I wasn’t expecting the surgical area to be so big. But, it could be way worse, and in two weeks I will be almost back to normal.
These kind of things certainly do put things in perspective for me. It’s the little bumps in the road that remind me, that things could always be much worse, and to count my blessings. Life has been pretty good to me, and I can’t complain.
On a positive note, I came home to a very eager family. They were happy to see me alive and well. Dinner was even waiting for me too.
It’s going to be another early night for me, then back to the grinding stone tomorrow. All that stress really tired me out.