The cyst on my face seems to be shrinking. Maybe it's stress related or hormone related. Who knows...it's weird.
Quick update on that, by the by:
I've been referred to a plastic surgeon. I was at the dermatologist for a total of 3 minutes. I paid $50 for that appointment. I officially hate the system.
Although, the dermatologist didn't even let me get to my spiel. She said the magic words before I even had time to breathe..."blood vessels" and "nerves" I'm more than happy to go to the plastic surgeon for those 3 little words.
But if this thing continues to shrink, what is any of this worth? It's just my luck that a week and a half before eternal removal, it would remove itself.
But of course, I don't even know if that is what is really happening or if it was a little (yet hopeful) idea that my mother planted in my ear this morning.
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Haha, fun picture! Maybe all your positive thoughts made the cyst disappear!
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