finally out!

A week feels like a long time to walk around with —what feels like — a gigantic and conspicuous band-aid on my face.

Yet strangely, this weekend not customer asks about it. I'm sure they are being polite. That, and no one but me really cares what I look like.

Today I go back see Dr. David Becker. Aside from having an impeccable and renowned practice, this office is run smoothly. I am hanging up my coat when my name is called. It's nice when doctors show respect for their patients by not over-booking and making them wait forever.

The doctor sees me. Everything looks fine. The cancer is in the lab, not in my face. The redness will go away. The swelling will come down. "See me in six weeks and we'll see what things look like then."

Rosa takes the stitches out. Aside from some redness, I think it looks pretty good.

She adds some near-invisible steri-strips, and I'm out the door. In and out in 15 minutes. Feeling almost normal again.