I’m on my last day of my 2017 birthday trip. It’s been a wonderful 2 weeks of roaming. Rather than give a detailed day-by-day summary in a bunch of posts, I’m going to write one long post. The trip started out with a late night flight up to Boston via Chicago. For the first time in my life, the connecting… Read more »
Well, I’m sitting in the mountains of Vermont and the cool, fresh air feels amazing. And I’m breathing a little easier because I got a call from the dermatologist’s assistant telling me that my biopsy came back benign. I can tell you, I was really sweating during the waiting period. It is a relief to know that right now, I’m… Read more »
Well, I had my appointment with the dermatologist yesterday and as you may be able to guess from the title of this post, I didn’t get to walk out of there without more bits of my skin going off to pathology. When I got into the exam room, the assistant asked me if there were any spots of interest they… Read more »
So, I have my every-6-months follow-up appointment with the dermatologist this week. I already wrote about how stressed I am about this one, mostly because I am paranoid. I have no reason to be, but sometimes my amygdala likes to hijack the rational part of my brain. I’m also counting down to my upcoming birthday. Unlike most people over the… Read more »
So, I’ve got another skin check coming up. This one will mark the two and a half years since my excision. For whatever reason, I’m actually worried about this one. On one hand, a “nothing to worry about” result will give me more peace of mind, I think. I’m halfway through to the five-year mark and that’s a pretty big… Read more »
I’m in San Francisco all this week for work. Yes, I realize how fortunate I am to be able to come here as often as I do and have someone else pay for it. Even when work is crazy, I remind myself how cool it is that I get to regularly travel here and suck it up when I want… Read more »
So I received an email from a reader who basically said, “It’s great that you had a fantastic trip and all that; but we haven’t seen how your scar is progressing in a long time”. I know you guys love the scar photos so… To the day, it’s been two and a half years since the excision. I’ve shown some… Read more »
I caught the hour-long bus from Glasgow to the Edinburgh Airport. The check-in desk was packed at that early morning hour. Unfortunately, I had to check my bag for my flight to Amsterdam due to the acquisition of a few too many scarves and a bottle of Scottish whisky. Despite getting to the airport an hour and a half early,… Read more »
Our bus pulled into Glasgow and we decided to take a cab to our last hotel, rather than walk. Good thing too, because Glasgow is way more hilly than I anticipated and I’m fairly certain we would have needed to walk uphill most of the way. Once we checked into the hotel, Natasha announced that she wasn’t feeling all that… Read more »
Natasha and I packed the night before, but under the influence of one dram too many of whisky. We hurriedly repacked and checked out of the hotel. My upper respiratory infection seemed to turn into a cough that made me bark like a sea lion, so she insisted that we stop at a pharmacy so I could get cough drops…. Read more »