Recovery

LOL, to those of you who think my new housemates request for a massage was code for ‘Do me now’, thank you for your encouragement but I highly doubt that was the case considering my other housemate was home upstairs with him at the time!

I’m typing this from an internet kiosk at Southport on the Gold Coast.  The keyboard is really shit and the keys are hard to press, so will see how I go.  I came down here for my appointment with the skin cancer place, to get my results from being here this time last week.  Turns out, the mole on my left shoulder, the one that concerned me as I’m near sure it only popped up in the last 12 months or so, was considered abnormal according to the pathology lab.  The one of my back was fine.  The doctor asked if I had time, and I sure did, so we went in the other room where he did my biopsy last week, and he did the procedure of removing the offending mole.  It took a while as he had to wait for the anesthetic to set in, and I saw it was working because I was holding the cotton bud in place with my finger, and because I was bored waiting, I tapped my shoulder.  I could feel my finger hit my shoulder, but no sensation whatsoever on my shoulder, near where he’d put the anesthetic.  

Eventually he came back, and put some sort of weird surgical blue towel over the area, so a bit of it was covering my face.  I could still see all the tools he was going to use, some of them scary-looking.  I vowed that I wasn’t gunna look at whatever else was there.

The procedure (excision) was very similar to the biopsy.  I felt him pulling on the skin for quite a while as he was putting the stitches in.  I have one main stitch and a crossover cosmetic stitch, basically because the shoulder is a highly motive limb and it would hold it in place.  That and it looks nicer.  When he was done, I took a look at it.  lol, ‘nice looking’ he says!  I now have a HOLE in my shoulder with blue stitching and bright red blood all around it 🙂  He obviously cleaned the blood off though.

I’m so tired.  I only went on this kiosk thing because I was looking up hotels because I’m considering just crashing here for a night 🙂  But then again I’ve agreed to catch up with Ryan for a movie back in Brisbane when he finishes work.  I kinda wanna do it and not reschedule because that rarely works, someone usually comes up with something and it doesn’t end up happening at all.  As much as I’d love to just cosy myself up in a hotel here for the night so I can run and squirm around naked between amazingly soft bedsheets with cable television and a spa, I probably should behave myself.  I really feel like I need to treat myself though.  Especially since it looks like I’m doing full-time hours this week and next week.  As shit as that is, I keep adding up how much I’ll have earned in two weeks time and my eyes turn into dollar signs lol.

That, and I’ve got the dentist tomorrow.  Not looking forward to that one.  Although it’s about time I used up some of my health insurance I’ve been forking out for nothing the last year or so.  I just wanna get a clean and get my filling redone.  Mermy said something really interesting that I hadn’t even thought of, that the reason I’m sick could even be my tooth I need fixing.  I guess it very well could be.  I still think it’s from pashing those guys.

I still have a headache from hell, which no amount of Nurofen seems to be killing.  I think it’s from breathing during my sleep when I couldn’t blow my nose, and it’s all just clogged up my head.  Gross, but I went through a whole box of tissues at work – I put it all to the store account.  Too bad!  If they want me to serve customers without looking like some green-booger monster, then they can pay for the essentials lol.

I had a bloke on Monday night who bought $990 worth of Diesel.  Like holy fuck, I’ve never seen someone buy that much before.  Thank fuck his card didn’t decline.

Anyway I only got 2 minutes left so gotta sign out.  I’ll probably write something more eventful from home, and spend the next few nights recovering.

Edit:  Home now.  Anesthetic has worn off (or at least I hope it has) because my shoulder hurts like a motherfucking cunt right about now!  Ouchie ouchie 🙁

I’m heading out to watch a movie with two of my besties, Ryan and Moe.  Not sure which film yet but it’s at the Palace cinemas so at least the films are usually somewhat arty there.  Ouchie…