I had an appointment at the local torture chamber this morning (aka dermatologist office). I go for an annual screening because of Charles and Dad's history. And I've also had two basal cell carcinomas, so it's just a necessary evil.

I'm pretty sure I had an overzealous PA because she froze two spots, which isn't a big deal except one was in my eyebrow and apparently was quite large because it really hurt! Then she felt the need to biopsy four spots, which I doubt was necessary. One is a place on my leg that has probably been there for 20 years and every dermatologist I've ever been to told me it was nothing to worry about. It's quite a large spot, so the deadening shot she gave me hurt like hell! I don't expect anything to come from this or I wouldn't even be writing about it... just that I was pretty darned happy to get out there.