Because we wouldn't want too long to lapse between the times that I need to visit the dermatologist, I had yet another biopsy of a suspicious spot back in March. Everything turned out fine (in that the spot was pre-cancerous, not cancerous), and the shave biopsy removed the entire area of concern, so ta-daaa, all set.
The biopsy site took what seemed like an eternity to heal, even though it was no doubt just an ordinary amount of time. Perhaps that was because it is in such an obvious place -- just a few millimeters above my lip, on the right -- or perhaps it was due to its size. There's nothing quite like watching a wee open wound on your face slowly grow smaller and very sloooooowly grow less red, to make you sad about no longer being young and cute and scar-free.
There are now five easily visible scars due to skin cancer/pre-cancer: right temple, two nose, one upper lip, one high on chest. All thinks considered, they are small, well healed (though the chest scar is a bit hypertrophic), not alarming. They might not even be particularly noticeable, depending on the degree of interest that an onlooker takes in my appearance.
It could be so much worse. I am grateful that it is not.
I do not enjoy dermatological difficulties. But what else can one do? On we go.

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