It’s Naht a Toomah

It’s a neoplasm. On the great toe of my left foot. The foot that has a steel plate and six screws in it.

The dermatologist did a biopsy and I’m supposed to stay off my foot. That’s handy (footy?) since starting on Monday, I’ll be in the hospital and pretty much non-weight bearing.

Post biopsy. I don’t know why my foot looked like this. Reynauds reaction to lidocaine and epinephrine?

In other dermatology news, I have a mild flare-up of something-er-other from shingles on my neck. That will be a constant occurrence. Got a new medication for that. Now I have to ask my sweetheart of a boyfriend to pick it up for me before he heads off the the Coolidge Corner Theatre!

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Author: Amy Lordan-Tripp

Pop culture omnivore | Ehlers-Danlos syndrome zebra | Dynamically disabled

2 thoughts on “It’s Naht a Toomah”

  1. It just figures that your body can create some random neoplasm in a place where you don’t need it, but can’t create some fucking cartilage for your knees.

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