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Yesterday, for the first time in my life, I went under the knife. It was nothing serious, really. I had to get a cyst removed from my scalp and it all happened in a family doctor's office. I've had several of these things (all benign) on my head for a while, but in the last few years, they've been growing bigger. Two years ago, in fact, one got really big and infected. I assumed that it would just settle down, but it didn't. One morning, I woke up and looking in the mirror and saw the face of a Kilngon looking back at me. All the pressure around the cyst had forced swelling down into my forehead and around my eyes. My glasses were no longer sitting on my nose, but sitting on the swelling. I knew then it was time to go to the doctor. So when I noticed that I had a few more of these suckers growing, I figured it was time to avoid the return the of the Klingon. I went to the doctor here last week and yesterday went in to have the first and biggest of the offending growths removed. It's the first time I have ever had stitches. (When I looked like a Klingon, after they removed the cyst, they didn't stitch it because of the infection.) Needless to say, I was not very much looking foreward to the whole affair yesterday morning. But it didn't take long and I comforted myself by insisting that the doctors explain to me what was happening at every step of the way. So they did. The medical practice I go to is a teaching practice, so it was a resident who performed the actual surgery, with his attending physician supervising. The doctor had just removed the monstrous beast and was stitching my up. His supervisor exclaimed: "Isn't that beautiful?" I guess she was referring to the stiches. But I have to say, doctors have a strange sense of aesthetics.
Posted by Bush Whacker at April 14, 2004 10:34 AMYes they do, just as geeks like yours truly when it comes to programming code. Glad to hear your little surgery went well. My heart skipped a beat when you started with, "I went under the knife." I didn't see you looking like a Klingon two years ago, but you told me about it. At one time I had a similar cyst that made me feel like the Hunchback of Notre Dame.
Posted by: Maurice on April 15, 2004 04:16 PMUnfortunately I have never had a physical abnormality that I could compare with a Star Trek species or other fictional character.
How boring.
Posted by: David July on April 17, 2004 02:13 PMSometimes I wish I had pointy vulcan ears. I'm glad to hear your surgery went well too.
Posted by: Stephanie on April 20, 2004 10:34 PM