Apparently all of the 3 moles I had removed on my right leg came back "abnormal". But only one was bad enough that they wanted to remove extra tissue.
So Thursday I went to lay on my stomach, while 3 people proceeded to numb, cut and stitch me up. I'm fine, of course, it was very minor surgery after all. But I'm irritated, because I don't feel like going to our church youth group's ballroom dancing night tonight. Stephen and I were all set to go, but I constantly feel like I'm pulling my stitches. *sigh*
I'm also irritated because.....well....let's suffice it to say that we all take being able to sit comfortably on the toilet for granted.
I took pictures of my stitches and thought about putting them on here, but I know some people are squeamish :) So I'm going to be nice.