Yesterday was a day I had been counting down to for quite a while. I finally had 7 pilar cysts removed! Briefly, they're cysts that form on one's scalp. If you want the gory details, check out the Wikipedia entry.
A couple of them were quite big and really had to go, but I was just too chicken to get them removed sooner. Then, around this time last year I went to get referred to a plastic surgeon. It was only done yesterday after all that time because there was a mix-up with my referral, and then I got a little lazy and didn't follow up until a couple months ago. After that, though, everything happened pretty quickly, and everyone in the office were so nice and professional, so how could I be mad, really?
Now it's over with, and once the pain from the dozens of staples in my scalp goes away (and they get taken out), I can sleep on my back without anything getting in the way, and I don't need to be embarrassed to go to the hairdresser anymore!
Still, I really wish I could wash my hair right now.
And if you think having 7 of them taken out at once is a lot, consider this: the doctor told me the record he had was 52! That's pretty gross.
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