I just got back from seeing a dermatologist and ended up having a biopsy done.  It was taken from a spot that I’ve had on my back for several years now.  My general physician is sure that it’s nothing to worry about and so was the dermatologist, but she thought that since it’s broken open and because I’ve had it for so long that it’s better to be safe than sorry.  So please keep your fingers crossed for me!  I know it’ll be okay, but the more luck being sent my way the better.

Of course, as I write this, I feel something cool on my back and reach around and what do I find on my fingers? Blood!  Too much information, I know, but it’s been bleeding crazy-like for a while now.  Hopefully it’ll chill soon.

She also wants to put me on Metformin, as she feels that it will cure a variety of my ills.  I have a call into my endocrinologist to see what she thinks before I have the script filled.  Of course, with Metformin, I guess you get to look forward to lovely GI issues for the first month.  As I am already quite sensitive in this area, I am not looking forward to it, but if it can help, then I guess it’ll be worth it.

What I want to know is who is the sadistic freak that designed those little paper “jackets” that they have at some doctor’s offices?  Hello! So not cool.  Of course, I’m wearing one, feeling completely exposed (especially since they barely cover my shoulders and you know my issues with my arms) and then I realized hey, what’s that moving shadow?  I look back and there’s cracks in the blinds on the windows and people are walking by!  Ack!  As I said, whoever designed those things needs smacked upside the head.