Some Not So Great News

I've had this, for lack of a better word, "blemish" on my face (my right cheek) for quite some time now. It wasn't noticable until recently, as I used to have a full beard.

But when I trimmed my beard back to a mustache and goatee, it showed. It didn't look that good and it wasn't going away.

So I went to see my dermatologist, and it turns out that I have skin cancer. Ack.

Fortunately, according to my doctor, it is the best kind to have: Basal-cell Carcinoma.

I am being referred this week to a plastic surgeon who will be performing Mohs surgery on the cancer.

I have to admit, I am shocked at the diagnosis, but, not too surprised.

While I have never been what you would call a "sun worshipper" in my adult years, I did get sunburns quite regularly when I was a child (in the Sixties) and Cancer is fairly common on my father's side of the family. Add to that my fair complexion, I suppose that it was only a matter of time.

So now I need to buy stock in sunscreen as I will be buying it regularly from now on...

I'll keep you all posted. Talk to you soon.