"SAY JHELLO TO MY LI'L FREN!!"


So now I can legitimately chew the furniture while spouting out one of filmdom's favorite lines, and I have the scarface to prove it:



Shanked by a student in an altercation? Bit by a vampyre? No such luck. Just another skirmish with my old nemesis basal cell carcinoma. He has... hurt me. And he wishes to keep on... hurting me.

But he's nothing a few squirts of topical anasthetic and a sharp scalpel (and, in this case, evidently a melon-baller) can't get rid of.

Here's the closer shot, for the squeamish:



Ten stitches; a personal best.

The womenfolk in the family are overly concerned, says I, but then again I'd rather they were over-concerned than not at all concerned, if you get my drift.

This was last Tuesday; now I have to put up with the itching until the stitches come out next Wednesday, and also have to stop shaving because the sideburn-behind-one-ear look (I can't shave over the stitches for obvious reasons) isn't popular with the students.

I can't wait to see what it looks like when it's all healed!

And of course, I'll be going as a pirate to any Hallowe'en celebrations.

That or the Floating Head.

;o/


 
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  • 26 Oct 2008, 4:48 PM Cog wrote:
    "An 'I'?!!" :D



    Geez, wry, I didn't know you were dealing with that...yikes. Hope this gets it once and for all.
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  • 26 Oct 2008, 5:05 PM raymurgy wrote:
    finally, you can play Jonathan Brewster opposite my Dr Einstein... I'll just call you "Chonny" for a while...

    [Arsenic and Old Lace]
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  • 27 Oct 2008, 6:46 AM Wry Mouth wrote:
    Raymurgy, you're gonna give ME the pity [hint] on the reference? How low I've gotten...

    Cog, really -- "basal cell" is the retarded cousin of carcinomas, barely worth treating IMO. The one on my back was the worst (a red blot about 1.25" across). This one was about the size of an eraser-end (4mm), but they went all gung-ho around it to try and get any hidden baddies.

    But honestly -- in terms of "virulence," this doesn't even begin to be virulent. I rank it up there with getting a crown on a troublesome tooth.

    It's not like having my arm ate off by a persistent staph infection!

    It'd be nice if they took care of it "once and for all," but I plan on going back every now and again. After all, once your skin is broke it is going to need fixing and that's all there is to it. I can't unring the bell of extreme youth sunburns, which loaded the dice in favor of this sort of thing.
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  • 28 Oct 2008, 10:25 AM rowan wrote:
    Wry, I am late seeing this post, and have been wondering how things went fur ye at the Dermatologist. Piriton syrup will completely kill the stitch itch! T'will mayhap make ya drowsy, tho. Your scar is very deftly stitched. Did they use sticky stitches, or did you have to have the fishooky needle?

    I have a four-inch scar under my jawline from a surgery in my teens. It turned white after a few months, but I was quite chuffed with it when it was livid and red, imagining it was a duelling scar from Heidelberg. The dashing vision was somewhat hampered,however, as they'd mistakenly cut a nerve in my face. Every time I smiled, one side of my mouth changed course and shot spectacularly downwards. Luckily, the nerve re-grew after about a year. (Another reminder for me when facing future surgery, to go into the OR wearing a post-it note, reading, "Not the registrar.")

    "A few squirts of topical anaesthetic" shows you Wry types are fell toough. Punch on the shoulder from across the miles!
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    1. 28 Oct 2008, 7:48 PM Dr. Bob wrote:
      Not the registrar?
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      1. 28 Oct 2008, 10:44 PM rowan wrote:
        Dr Bob - Registrars here are perhaps not what they are down your way, or I got the wrong moniker. Perhaps I should have written "Intern".

        A big wave and an early toast (with Marmite, I'm afraid) to the Wry clan: Wry and Dr Bob;Wrymette;Wry Junior;Wrymite (I'm not sure of the wee man's blog ID) and the Brothers Wry. Here's tae ye!
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        1. 29 Oct 2008, 6:50 AM Wry Mouth wrote:
          Row, we thought either the "registrar" was the person who kept roll for the hospital, or perhaps the name of the nerve that got cut the first time around... thanks for the translation into Yanquispeak...

          Wrymite is a fine moniker, although now we would consider Marmite instead; however, he is usually called Wry III -- we figure he won't be a mite forever... :o/

          Doc Bob was watching a documentary on Rob Roy for the last few nights... here's tae the Scots, indeed. We rely upon you and the Irish to stick it to the rest of the Euros and keep 'em honest!
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  • 16 Dec 2009, 6:30 AM Al Rash wrote:
    This kind of skin cancer rarely metastasizes or kills, but it is still considered malignant because it can cause significant destruction and disfigurement by invading surrounding tissues. Basal cell cancers are found on the head and neck. There appears to be an increase in basal cells cancer of the trunk in recent years. 
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