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.
Are you paying attention. Are you ready for whats coming. If this was a threat from another country we would be arresting them. This is from the country that bred them. Watch this and be prepared. Don't let it happen. Please, don't sit there and let this happen. Read this here. The Blaze.