Been too long since I posted here. Ah well, such is life. I need to get into a regular posting "habit" which I have failed at doing in the past, but we'll see how it goes. Anyhow I've said this same thing before, so on to the main topic of the post.
I have been rather slow in finding new docs since I moved from Wisconsin to here. I definitely don't miss my old company, but I was kind of fond of the area where I lived, and I had over time, through trial and error, gotten a good medical "team" of doctors I'd go to see for whatever ailed me...primary care doc, chiropractor, ENT doc for my ear issues, a dentist, and a dermatologist. So far, I've really only gotten a new chiropractor, dentist and dermatologist. It can take a while to find doctors you like. I've had primary care docs and dentists before that I didn't care for...and if you don't care for the person taking care of you, you probably won't tell them everything that's bugging you, either.
So back to this dermatologist. I picked him kind of at random and by location proximity from the list of approved providers for my PPO. However, he does seem to know his stuff, and has done a fairly good job so far, detecting two flaky patches on my skin that turned out to be early basal cell carcinomas. (That is a topic for another post, but as a fair-skinned man who grew up in New Mexico, I unfortunately have a tendency towards this problem.) He seemed a bit hesitant, though, to deal with another issue, which was to have a cyst on the back of my neck removed. It had been there for years, and seemed to be getting bigger, so I wanted it OUT. He pointed out the (slight) risks involved in removing it, but finally agreed to do the removal. I'd rather have a slight scar on the back of my neck than a weird bump on it.
Anyway, yesterday was the big day, it got removed, and I was all stitched up. Evidently the cyst was larger than my doc had thought it would be...I felt like saying, DUH, why do you think I wanted it removed? He advised against any strenuous activity for the rest of the day, which was no problem for me since I had yesterday and today off. However, I did need to get some groceries, so I figured, what could go wrong on a trip to the store?
You can probably see where this is headed. They had put a compression bandage on my neck at the doctor's office, but since it's on a part of my neck that moves when I turn my head, the bandage came loose while in the store, and I ended up checking out, with my wound seeping blood, all unbeknownst to me until I got to my car.
When I got home, I decided that I'd rather not go out again that night, so I tried reattaching the bandage myself. Lacking first aid tape, I decided to use some electrician's tape I had. Which worked fairly well, but didn't exactly look ordinary:
I had thought about going to see a movie last night, but decided that I didn't want to try out my Frankenstein bandage in public.
The bandage did come off in the middle of the night, but fortunately the stitches had stopped bleeding by then, so I was able to use a normal band-aid to replace the black tape and thick gauze pad. So now, I look fairly presentable. Well, as much as I ever do on my days off. I still need a shave. Hopefully, no kids saw my weird bandage or stitched-up neck yesterday at the store. I'd hate to give anyone nightmares.