Yesterday was a taking care of mom day. She had been dealing with a basal cell carcinoma on the top of her head for over a year. The dermatologist had removed it three times, but it just kept coming back. So yesterday we had to go to the skin cancer surgeon to have it removed.
After sitting in the office for 95 minutes (yes I counted each one while fidgeting) they finally called her back. After 15 minutes she came out with a big bandage on her head and said we had 45 minutes to go through the drive through and get some lunch. Sounded good to me even though I hate fast food. We picked it up and went back to sit in front of the surgeon's office to eat. Half way through my mom said she felt something wet on her neck. OMG she was covered in blood. It was everywhere.
Who knew an almost 90 year old woman could move so fast. She was in the doctor's office getting treatment before I could get my seat belt off. I was literally left sitting in the car with her cane and her purse.
When I got in there the nurse asked me if I could press a bandage on her head. That's when I saw what they had done, and believe me there is a reason I did not become a medical professional because I thought there was a good possibility I might pass out. They ended up having to take a skin graft from her neck to cover it.
Alright, moving right along we'll skip over the rest of the gruesome afternoon. Needless to say she looked like she had been in a car wreck by the time I got her to her apartment and it was one of those times I wished that I drank.
Mom's fine. She has to sleep in her recliner for three nights, but she sleeps as well there as she does in her bed. I on the other hand had gruesome nightmares the entire night. I hope to never see anything like that again.
Yes, it was just one of those days. I'm sure today will be much more serene. Oh wait, Mom just informed me it is Friday the 13th and a full moon. Oh boy!!!