As the years pass, my body changes and not for the better.
Three weeks ago, I went to the doctor to have a growth of some kind removed from the back of my right arm. It was in a place I couldn't see so I had no idea how long it had been there. It was hard so I didn't think it was a mole or at least a mole that was behaving as it should.
The nurse practitioner declared it to be a wart, but if so it was a wart that was not behaving as it was. Moles are a virus that usually appear on feet or hands. How did this one wind up at the back of my arm. The nurse gave it a shot of something to freeze it and I thought that was that.
Then this morning, while taking a shower, I noticed that wart was back. I was at the clinic office two hours later. This time the doctor applied frozen nitrogen. She told me to keep an eye on it, though that means a mirror. I can't exactly see it otherwise. In another week, I'll have to call her because she said it wasn't acting like a wart. So if the growth comes back, she'll do a biopsy.
Just part of aging, I figure.
Besides the matter of a wart, I am drying up, inside and out. These days I have to apply lotion to my body every night to keep peeling skin at bay. I have to apply ointment to my nose to keep bloody nose that put me in the emergency last year from happening again. My interior is not doing well either. I drink lots and lots of hot water over the winter to aid digestion.
With all that, I am still healthy. Everything is working. I take no medications, over the counter or prescription ... except for an aspirin a day. So other than warts and dry skin, I guess I am doing OK for a 69 year old woman.
Still, I figure I'd better keep on writing while I can.
Three weeks ago, I went to the doctor to have a growth of some kind removed from the back of my right arm. It was in a place I couldn't see so I had no idea how long it had been there. It was hard so I didn't think it was a mole or at least a mole that was behaving as it should.
The nurse practitioner declared it to be a wart, but if so it was a wart that was not behaving as it was. Moles are a virus that usually appear on feet or hands. How did this one wind up at the back of my arm. The nurse gave it a shot of something to freeze it and I thought that was that.
Then this morning, while taking a shower, I noticed that wart was back. I was at the clinic office two hours later. This time the doctor applied frozen nitrogen. She told me to keep an eye on it, though that means a mirror. I can't exactly see it otherwise. In another week, I'll have to call her because she said it wasn't acting like a wart. So if the growth comes back, she'll do a biopsy.
Just part of aging, I figure.
Besides the matter of a wart, I am drying up, inside and out. These days I have to apply lotion to my body every night to keep peeling skin at bay. I have to apply ointment to my nose to keep bloody nose that put me in the emergency last year from happening again. My interior is not doing well either. I drink lots and lots of hot water over the winter to aid digestion.
With all that, I am still healthy. Everything is working. I take no medications, over the counter or prescription ... except for an aspirin a day. So other than warts and dry skin, I guess I am doing OK for a 69 year old woman.
Still, I figure I'd better keep on writing while I can.
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