Come back that is, bummer. I am not sure but I have a pretty angry looking pimple on my nose. And since I am slightly past the pimple age, slightly, and since my doc told me I had one laying there dormant I have a pretty good idea what it is.
So far I have just been watching it for the last couple weeks. Willing it to go away. Be gone you angry ole icky bump you. Shoooooo . It is ignoring me. If by Monday it is still showing it's ugly face then I have to break down and go see my doc. And face the probability that he will want to cut a chunk out of my cute nose.
I have always had a cute nose. Age hasn't changed that. My one really cute feature. So I am bummed about this. But I have decided that the plastic surgeon I saw to get the one off of my face 2 years ago did such a great job I will go back to her. If it hasn't vanished by next Monday.
Just 2 and a half weeks ago I saw my skin doctor and he said I could start going yearly since I had survived 2 years without a recurrence. And bam, a couple of days later this thing shows up.
So I am probably nervous about nothing. Tomorrow when I get off work and look in the mirror it will be gone. Cross you fingers and say a little prayer for me OK. Because I like my nose. I don't like the way Michael Jackson had his done.
