I drove hubby 'across town' to the dermatologist surgeon's office for the removal of two basal cell carcinomas on his face. I think I have mentioned before that one was between his eyes and the other on his cheek next to his nose. He was very anxious about it so when he asked if I would go up with him versus my dropping him off at the door and returning home, I said yes. I parked the car in the garage and we walked over to the office. The office personnel were very nice and friendly, they had coffee and water and snacks set out for 'guests'. Hubby goes up to register and the word 'cancer' was spoken. Hubby says "I don't have cancer, I just have basal cell." The nurse looked at him and said again, "You have cancer." He goes "No, my doctor said it could CAUSE cancer if I didn't have them removed." The nurse repeated again, "You have cancer."
As it would most people, it unnerved him. I honestly thought that he understood that basal cell carcinoma was skin cancer. For some reason, he had 'dropped' the word 'carcinoma' and was just saying basal cell (which is easier to say) and never made the connection as to what it was. He was so shaken that when he asked me to stay, I did. I wish I had taken my yarn. Note to self: always have something stuck in the handbag to work on or carry the knitting bag. Long story short, we both went back the first time and when they were ready to numb the areas, I excused myself. I KNOW how bad that needle hurt in the back of my neck. I didn't want to watch him receive those shots - in two places - and I am glad I left. I heard him holler only once, but that was enough.
To make a long story short, he was taken back three times to ensure they 'got it all'. After the second time they left him in the room and had me come back with him. He was nearly in tears. We talked and he calmed down. Then they sent him out to the waiting room with me while they checked the area. As he sat in the lobby, the blood started coming out of the bandage so I found the nurse and she took him back again. Then they showed him there was still one spot on one of the areas they had to go back in and get. I left the room. I will see it today when he removes the bandages, but one was the size of a quarter we were told. He is still pretty shaken about the entire ordeal, and I truly understand that! He slept well last night I think. We left the office at 3PM (his appt was at 10:30AM) and we went to the pharmacy to get his antibiotics and pain pills before heading home. Getting home at 4PM I worked for another 30 minutes before heading to the gym for my training, then back home to the computer until I got caught up. So glad I have a boss that lets me work my own hours basically. So glad I didn't take the day off as PTO as just sitting there all day without my yarn was a very unproductive day, although I was 'working' off my phone on some messages for work. All in all, hubby is doing well thus far. He said the one on his forehead hurts the most right now. He will take a shower this afternoon and soak the bandages so that he can get them off his face. I think he may be shaken again when he sees the stitches. But it will heal and he will be fine.
I'm still not liking the iphone 16. Today I will have to continue going through the apps to see if everything is the same. I found a critical issue that I will call the work help desk over this morning - luckily I still have my 'old' phone. At least until tomorrow. When I sign in to work and sign in to the intranet, the authenticator still comes up on my old phone - but does not activate on the new phone. That is a problem. If the help desk can't fix it, I will turn in the 16 and keep my 12, which was working fine for me. My apple watch isn't working right either; I've 'lost' the steps icon and I've been all over the apple watch app and it is not there. Other things are - but not steps so I can't track steps at a glance. I have to go into another app to see my steps. Very frustrating for me. All this I have to resolve today as we are to turn the old phones in tomorrow. Grateful they let us keep them activated for a few days to check them against the new ones. What I'm seeing thus far I do not like.
I was reading in a book this morning about Jesus on the cross. After the Roman soldiers had beaten Jesus unmercifully. After Jesus was nailed to the cross. Bloodied and beaten, Jesus looked out over those around him, and saw only one disciple (John). He saw his mother (Mary), and one or two others that did not desert him. He looked at the centurion who was watching over him. He squinted down and saw the soldiers gambling for his clothes. And what did He say? "Father, forgive them."
Three words. Who were those for? They were for the disciples who deserted Him. They were for Peter who denied Him. They were for the soldiers who beat him, and those who nailed Him to the cross. Those three words were also for me, and for you. Jesus went to the cross for my sins, and your sins. You do not need to live a defeated life, carrying a heavy load of sin. Why not let go of it and let Jesus have it? After all, He died for your sins, so why are you still carrying them on your shoulders as a heavy burden? Let them go and let Jesus have them; they are nailed to the cross. He went to the cross for them; they are no longer yours to carry. Thank You, Jesus. He set us free. So be free indeed.
Blessings!
