We were at the girls' this weekend...Lorelei is so funny.
I wish I had taken a pic of Copper and Delta side by side...Copper is 3 or 4 inches taller I think. He can just stand and look on the table...does not have to make an effort at all.
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It is slowy growing...but here I go again boring you to death with it.
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I had such a pleasant surprise...a card and a letter and pics from an old friend. She had printed pics of her mom and dad and what would be a niece and nephew of hers and sent them. Roger sure enjoyed seeing them. Seemed like it came just when I needed a bit of an uplift.
***********You may not want to read the rest...it is a bit of whining. Just needing to talk this out a bit.
I went to the dermatologist last week. I have had a spot that becomes a little open sore for the past two or three years. The results came back as basal cell cancer again. Which is better than melanoma. What is funny, is she never did get it numb to cauterize it. I did not say anything after the second time cause it only took a second or two. It is NOT as big as a dime...maybe close to half that size. She smoothed it out she said...and it really does not look like anything. But the next day, even my nose hurt where my glasses set. The cancer is below the OUTSIDE corner of my eye.
When I took my glasses off and felt of my nose, it felt like it had been punched...was really sore for a couple days and then just stopped hurting.
This one has bothered me more than any of them since the first one. It bled a bit once when I was cleaning it...i have not had one bleed after removal till this one. I always remember with my father-in-law that that was not good...but it does seem to be healing.
I really don't know if there is any use of me staying out of the sun...but every time I am out doing something, I am wondering if I am causing more. Part of me feels like now that I have had it, I will just keep getting it.
Well, friends if you are still reading...I hope you have a great week ahead. We get our second shot on Thursday.
